On the sweetness of Mormon life.

Is it the smug smile from the opening prayer sister as she covertly backhands her tithing to the bishop–is it the Scoutmaster, whom you convinced last week that his mild cynicism wouldn’t save him from being bishop, showing up this week with a goatee–is it the young woman telling you that her lanky, red-headed cowboy brother writes her letters from his mission that improbably begin “I exhort you”–is it these that make you love this people this Sunday?

Improbably, each one of your young men have a distinct recollection of some story or preaching from General Conference. One young man says Elder Uchtdorf’s talk was his favorite. The others get excited; yes, it was great. Elder Uchtdorf’s talk on the millions of stars and the God who knows them and us, every one.