I’m about to head up to Logan for tomorrow’s Temple Studies conference there. (My paper is printing off as I type; no need to be hasty or premature about these things, right? I had to record a lecture with Covenant Communications on Thursday night, and that one was finished just a few hours before delivery.) Some of us will be meeting tonight in an effort to further such studies in North America. (The photograph above has absolutely nothing to do with any of this. I just thought it was funny.)
I taught Gospel Doctrine class in my ward today — my very, very favorite calling in the Church — on the wonderful chapters 3 Nephi 17-19. In chapter 18, by the way, you can see the origins of our Nephite sacrament prayers.
It’s a bit hectic today, in other words. But it’s still a lot more relaxing than being a bishop. Having been (a bad) one myself, I admire good bishops more than I can say. I used to laugh on Fridays and Saturdays about my approaching “Mormon Day of Rest,” and I found myself looking forward sometimes to the relaxation of Monday. But I’ll say this: Occasionally, I was able to help to make a real difference in someone’s life, and that’s incredibly satisfying. I usually came home from bishopric duties late and very exhausted, but also with a sense that I’d accomplished at least one or two really important things that day.
Anyway, I’ve got to get on the road. In the meantime, I’ve been thinking that I might occasionally call attention to one of the Deseret News columns that I wrote before I began blogging, hoping that some out there might still find them interesting. And today seems as good a day as any to start doing that. Perhaps once a week or so. For today, therefore, I’ve chosen one called “Poor English, But Good Hebrew — A Divine Hint of Book of Mormon Truth?” (Incidentally, I don’t choose the titles. My editors choose them, and some titles appeal to me more, or seem more appropriate, than others do. This one, however, is fairly good.)
I wish you a wonderful Sabbath day.