Just some thoughts I had in the middle of the night

From Mormon.org:
"Living prophets
Throughout history, God has chosen prophets, such as Noah, Abraham, Moses, and others, to teach the gospel and direct His Church (Amos 3:7). It is no different today. We all need GodÂ’s guidance in a world that is sometimes confusing. Because God loves His children, He continues to send living prophets. Joseph Smith (1805-–44) was the first prophet of our time. Gordon B. Hinckley is God'’s chosen prophet today. Just as God led the Israelites out of slavery and to a better place through His prophet Moses, He leads His children today into happier, more peaceful lives when they choose to follow His living prophet."

As I was nursing Miles this morning at around three o'clock, I was staring up at the ceiling, feeling my sweet little boy slowly breathing as he drifted back to sleep. I started thinking about the president of our church, Gordon B. Hinckley, whom we believe to be a modern-day prophet. I thought about the fact that he was once a baby, too. I wondered about what he was like growing up. Was he easy to raise? Was he always so pleasant and optimistic as he is now, at 96?

I thought how strange it is that one day I will be the same age as the prophet. That man will have lived his life as a contemporary with me. How amazing that right now, there is a young father somewhere, about my age, who will one day be the prophet to the world. Someone my age is living their life in this often terrible world in such a way that they will one day be called of God to lead His Church and the world through undoubtedly tougher times.

And somewhere, there is a baby who will one day be the prophet. Somewhere there is a mother who is raising a boy who will be worthy enough to have that sacred calling. Am I living that way? Am I raising sons who will be worthy enough? I don't know, but I'm going to try harder.