This General Conference twice introduced me to heroes.

The first was Sid Going, an all-star rugby player from rugby-mad New Zealand who put his career on hold to serve a mission and dug in his heels to some extent or other about playing on Sunday. He’s a Sabbath hero and a hero of the field that is white for the harvest. Its a pleasure sharing a church with you, Brother Sid.

The second were heroes in a literal field. They were brother Saints in a Latin American congregation who decided to plant a field to feed their poor. When their horse died in the plowing, they yoked themselves up to finish the job. As charity goes, that’s pretty fierce. When those guys march into heaven, the band will play.


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