When Then-Elder Nelson helped support a shaking Elder Wirthlin.
At 90 years old, Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin stood at the pulpit at fall general conference in 2007 during his 43rd conference as an apostle of the Lord.
Part way through the talk, Elder Wirthlin began to shake noticeably, something his family attributed to locked knees. As Elder Wirthlin struggled to stand and his words became more winded, then-Elder Russell M. Nelson calmly and simply stepped behind Elder Wirthlin, bracing him with his body while placing a comforting arm on his shoulder.
Elder Wirthlin finished his talk, proving to the end that his testimony was stronger than any physical weakness. This conference marked Elder Wirthlin’s third to last conference, as he passed away December of the following year. His final talk given over the pulpit embodied the optimism and vitality of this strong follower of Christ, “Come What May and Love It.”
Many might remember a similar story from just last general conference when our beloved prophet, fatigued from selecting and sustaining three new apostles, slumped at the pulpit during his talk. President Uchtdorf half stood behind him with his arm outstretched, ready to spring to action if the prophet required any assistance. Luckily, President Monson finished his talk with power, conviction, and his characteristic sincerity, but these loving actions by the apostles demonstrate the love and sweet brotherhood that exists between these incredible men.
When President Hinckley spoke of his dear Marjorie.
The love stories of prophets and apostles are ones that last throughout the ages and into the eternities. And no love story is more sweet and tender than that of President Gordon B. Hinckley and his beloved Marjorie, who passed away just two days following general conference in April 2004.
That fall, when President Hinckley stood to address the Church, he couldn’t help but share a portion of his love for the woman that shaped and changed so much of his world.
“My children and I were at her bedside as she slipped peacefully into eternity. As I held her hand and saw mortal life drain from her fingers, I confess I was overcome. Before I married her, she had been the girl of my dreams, to use the words of a song then popular. She was my dear companion for more than two-thirds of a century, my equal before the Lord, really my superior. And now in my old age, she has again become the girl of my dreams.”
President Hinckley followed his sweet companion into eternity a little over three years after giving this loving tribute.