The Words of the Hentrich Family |
I was at a leaders' meeting with Father in Alaska. During a break, the room was vacated, except for Father, myself, and three or four other members. I was seated on the floor a few feet from Father, looking at him and thinking to myself of just who he really is in relation to God, the messiah, son of God, etc.
Then Father, no doubt reading my thoughts, turned his gaze to me as he sat with one leg crossed over the other knee, massaging his foot, and said very softly to me while looking into my eyes, "Heavenly Father is sleeping in here," pointing to his heart. I can never forget that moment for eternity.