Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Sunday, December 05, 2010

Just Another Day in Paradise

Many times F & T meeting is uplifting and spiritual. Other times, I would like to crawl under the bench, borrow a trench coat, and sneak out through the back doors. Today was a bench day. A woman, not in our ward, who is mentally ill decided to use the microphone for ten minutes. She talked about the settlers taking the land from the Indians, college experiences with a Native American roommate that may or may not have happened, and complimented her sister-in-law on her outfit. In the spirit of the Native Americans, she favored us with three verses of Go My Son. I will say, however, she did sing on key.

Naturally, the nonmember who frequently visits our ward was in attendance for the entire discourse.

It is always so hard when you get robbed of an uplifting experience at F & T meeting.