-it was during the depression that dallin h. oaks and his father were walking down the city street. "we stopped to look in the window of a sporting goods store. there were some pocket knives on display in the window, and we happened to notice a little fellow- who was longingly studying the knives. my father watched him for a few minutes, then walked over to him and asked, "which one do you like best?" the little boy pointed to one. father walked into the shop. moments later, he emerged from the store with a knife just like the one the little boy liked so much. "here" my father said as he handed the knife to the boy, "this is for you". after the boy left, father began to sense that i was a little upset that he hadn't bought a knife for me. he put his arm around me and said, "i dont think that little boy has a father to buy him a knife. you have your father."
[living prophets is a great class. these little lessons of love are my favorite part]
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It's possible I may have shed a twinkling tear over this post. But only possible.
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