How My Grandfather’s Compassion Protected my Mother: Prince of Peace

The world we live in today is filled with chaos, sorrow, tumult, doubt, distractions, and negativity. We are bombarded with this everywhere we turn. We see chaos and tumult as we read the news, we hear doubt and negativity as we look on social media, and we experience sorrow and distractions in our very own lives. Many of us who are journeying through these troubling times may often wonder, as the hymn says, “where can I turn for peace?”

There are times in our lives where we will seek for an answer to this question, where we will long for peace as we face difficult times. We can find the peace we seek.

Prince of Peace
We are invited to come unto Christ and find the peace that we are seeking. More than 2,000 years after Isaiah called Him the Prince of Peace, Jesus Christ is still our key to peace. This year, in the week leading up to Easter, we have been invited to participate in an amazing Easter initiative from, called #PrinceofPeace. Starting Sunday, April 9th, focus on one of the eight principles (found on to honor Him and find His peace in your life.
The eight principles for the Prince of Peace Easter campaign are:
God’s Word

Story of Compassion

As I thought about each of these principles and the people in my life who exemplify these principles, many people came to my mind, but there was one person and experience that stood out to me. Today I would like to share an amazing story of compassion about one of the most amazing men in my life, my Grandfather.

Prince of Peace Compassion

My Grandfather (aka PaPa Shimp) might have intimidated some because of his large stature, but he was kind and friendly to everyone he met. My Grandfather passed away in 2001, and it was right before he passed away that my Mother shared an experience with him. As my Grandfather lay in the hospital bed, reflecting on his life, feeling like he wasn’t a great husband, father, or man, my Mother shared her experience to let him know just what an amazing man he was, and if it weren’t for him something very serious could have happened to her.

My Mother’s story happened during the early 1970’s, a time when people were still angry and unkind to others of different religions, races, and cultures. My Grandparents and their family had moved from New York, and were living in Florida.

One day my Mother and her friend (who were around the age of 10) went out to ride their bikes. They hadn’t paid attention where they were riding, and before they knew it, they were in an unfamiliar part of town. As they rode down the street, they saw a group of young men up ahead. As they got near the young men, the young men stood across the road blocking them from passing. My Mother and her friend, stopped their bikes, and the men encircled them.

My Mother and her friend were terrified, but tried to stay calm. The ‘leader’ of the group came up to my Mother and stroked her head, and said, “Well, what do we have here? Two pretty little girls.” The boys continued to tease and taunt my Mother and her friend, and then the ‘leader’ asked if my Mother had ever been kissed, and kissed her. My Mother by now had become very frightened, how were they going to get out of this situation?

The leader then asked what their names were. My Mother replied with a tremble in her voice, “Shelly Shimp”. As soon as my Mother spoke her name, the young man’s face changed. He asked my Mother, “Does your father drive a blue Studebaker station wagon?” My Mother replied that he did.

This young man worked at a service station as a gas attendant. He told my Mother that her Father, my Grandfather, was the kindest man he’d ever met. He told her that every time he came into the station he always got out of his car and talked with him. He told my Mother that her Father treated him like a human being.

This young man then told my Mother and her friend to get on their bikes and ride home as fast as they could, and to never tell anyone what happened. He told them to NEVER come back to this part of town, because next time he would not be able to protect them.

My Mother never did tell anyone what happened that day, and every time she went with her Father to fill up the Studebaker with gas, she would see the young man. It wasn’t until my Grandfather was ready to return to his Father in Heaven that my Mother finally told him the story, and that it was because of his compassion and love for his fellow men that nothing serious happened that day.

My Mother also shared this story at my Grandfather’s funeral, and it is a story that I reflect on frequently. It is a story that I try to apply to my life. Our world needs more compassion and love, and it needs to begin with us. As we strive to love others, we will feel the love of Christ in our own lives, and we begin to see a change in our lives.

My Grandfather and Grandmother have truly lived the principle of compassion as they have learned and followed the Savior’s example. Because of their love and compassion and their great example, I see that same love and compassion in their children, my Mother and Uncles, and I can also see it in my own life as I strive to follow their example and love others.


How You Can Share Peace

As I said at the beginning on my post, there are many who are searching for peace. We as members of the church can share our knowledge of how to find peace through Jesus Christ, and the upcoming Easter Prince of Peace Campaign is a great opportunity to share that knowledge.
Prince of Peace

As with past campaigns, has released a marvelous video that you can view and share with others (be sure to use the #PrinceofPeace hashtag when you share). You can find the ‘shareable’ video on, and if you follow them on Facebook, you can simply find it on their account and share. Here is the video:
Each day, you will also find a video (also found on for each of the principles that is part of the campaign. These videos are perfect for sharing with others, as well as a personal experience about that principle.
I am planning on sharing about more people in my life who have been examples to me, and I invite you to join me! I hope you will also join me as I study each of these principles (you can see how I am doing this, here) and come to Christ this Easter. Spread this wonderful message of peace with those you know. You can share this message in very simple ways, but they can make such a difference in the lives of others. I know that as we take the time to study each of these principles, we will see a change in ourself and in those around us.
Several other bloggers have shared their own experiences and ideas to help you participate in this year’s Easter Campaign, you can see all of the ideas over on The Red Headed Hostess, Brightly Street, and Chicken Scratch N Sniff.
Are you excited to participate in this year’s Easter #PrinceofPeace campaign? Thanks so much for stopping by. Have a wonderful day!


Hi! I’m Sheena, the blogger behind Little LDS Ideas. I love sharing LDS Ideas and printables to help make your life and calling a little bit easier. I am a mother to 4 and a wife to one amazing guy. In addition to being busy with blogging and being a wife/mother, I am also in school. Studying and homework keeps me busy, but I love it. Thanks so much for stopping by! ♥


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  1. Amber

    Your actions (negative or positive) will come back to you. Your grandfather and mom were blessed because of his kindness. Thank you for sharing this tender mercy.

    1. Thank you, Amber, for your comment. I agree that our actions do matter greatly. We may not always see the outcome of all of them, but we need to remember that they effect our lives.

  2. Oh Sheena, I remember the story and when your mother told it at the funeral. The pictures of Fern and Ernie are sweet and bring back so many wonderful memories. They were quite a pair. Your grandmother is my best friend. It is a beautiful tribute.

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