This morning I sincerely wished I had gotten a concussion last night because I so badly did not want to do the musical number in sacrament meeting today. Before this morning, I had practiced exactly once. But I tried to meditate on my covenants and get into a “build the kingdom” frame of mind.
I think it worked, because I felt very helped and uplifted not only through my own musical number, but throughout all of sacrament. We had an amazing returned missionary give a talk that I will never forget. He was so humble, so unassuming, and so unenigmatic. In a lot of talks, people speak very vaguely about their problems, but he was very specific, and I felt so inspired by his faith and his message: just keep moving forward and trust that God will help you. That is just what I needed to hear.
On the picture front, we have a couple.


