On the sweetness of Mormon life.

One testimony meeting. Three weeping women. One somber man. A shy man. You–brief, bluff, manly—you have affected this style so often that now it comes natural. Another man, genial, laughing about the spiritual advice his dad used to give him, always concluding with, “and believe me, son, you need it.” A cheery, beaming sister.

You reflect that all these moods and modes of being are pleasing to God.

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