Well, a long 24 hrs. Last night we got a call asking us to go the the hospital from a sister from rosebud. Her husband the old district president and current president of rosebud and his son had been in an accident (rollover). She asked us to go to the hospital and five blessings And give blessings.When we got there (to make a long story short) we found out the father was killed. His son wasn’t hurt at all but we had to wait 3 hrs to find that out after the cat scan. The son was pretty broken up. He has a brother who comes home next month from his mission. The mom was 3 hrs away and had stayed up all night the night before to take clinical’s. The cop told her over the phone the dad was dead and I was trying to break it to her softly and she said I know he is dead! She was pretty broke up about it also. So her daughter was wanting to meet us in Pierre. She was in soux falls 3 hrs away from Pierre and we were an hr and a half. Between waiting for the c t scan to come back and waiting for the officer to come and interview the son we got to Pierre an hr and a half after she showed up. We decided to get a motel room and didn’t get signed in until 5:00 am. We slept 4 hrs and then headed to cherry
I just got off the phone with the emt. She said (a inactive member of the branch). "It would be best to have a closed casket. He was pretty beaten up" She said she has no idea how Thaddeus got out of the truck as it was beaten up so much and she couldn't figure out how he got out" THEN SHE SAID; "I have a question and don't laugh at me; I watched while the blessing was being said on Thaddeus and I saw something white between the two elders and it looked at me, what was that". I said that must have been President Allen (his father who passed away)
I told sister Allen and she said:
Thank You for sharing. This is precious and dear to me ♥️
Thank you for taking care of Thaddeus when I couldn’t be there.
I am most grateful for your kindness and compassion.
You truly ministered as the Savior would. I will always remember you both and be grateful that you helped my Son through the most difficult experience in his life: calling out to his Dad only to realize that he had passed on.
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