I had the privilege this morning to teach a two-hour inservice lesson on the book of Helaman to roughly sixty seminary teachers. (Then, afterwards, some of us continued to talk for another two hours or so.)
It was great fun. For me, at least.
I was delighted when the organizer of the event told me that the subject was to be the book of Helaman, because there are so many interesting things in Helaman that I enjoy discussing.
But then, on reflection, I realized that I would have been just as happy had the assignment been 1 Nephi or Alma or Ether or Moroni or any of the other books of the Book of Mormon.
I am, quite simply, dazzled by the Book of Mormon. It’s so rich and complex that the easy dismissals of it by many critics completely baffle me. I literally can’t see why they can’t see how remarkable it is.