Well, I have enjoyed reading the posts but haven't posted lately. I should let you know that Brant and a couple of his teammates went to the USU basketball game on Thursday night. He didn't have to drive and thank goodness. When they were just a few blocks away from the spectrum, the driver was looking out his rear view mirror when the car in front of them stopped. Collision!!! Nobody was hurt but they were late for the game. :)

So I had a very neat spiritual experience last Sunday that I wanted to tell you all about. It was fast Sunday. Church started at 9am. At about 7:30am, we got word that one of our members had passed away. He was an older gentlemen who had previously had his wife pass away in December. The sad thing was that they have a son who is in his early 40's that is somewhat disabled and has relied on his parents to take care of him. Anyway, the bishop went to make a visit around 8:00am and the son (Bryce) wouldn't come out of his room to talk to him. The other siblings (who are married) said that Bryce was taking it really hard.

So, that is the background to my experience. As Church started, shortly after the meeting had started I had this impression that I was going to have to stand during Fast and Testimony meeting and put my arm around someone to comfort them. I must admit in all my years, I have never had that strong of an impression. I thought it was really odd to have such a thought since I don't recall ever seeing someone need comfort during a testimony meeting before. Being the first counselor, I have the responsibility to raise the microphone up and down and to get the stool out for the primary age children. I was going about my duties thinking and watching who would come to the pulpit next and would need me. The clock kept ticking and the meeting was drawing near the end, when Bishop noticed that Bryce had showed up to the meeting late. Within just a few minutes of closing the meeting, Bryce walked up to the stand and waited to bear his testimony. When it was his turn to stand, the congregation became very quiet and attentive. Let me say at this point that Bryce doesn't speak much. If you can get a "hi" and a "good" out of him, you are doing well. As he started to speak he started sobbing. Like heart wrenching sobbing out loud. I knew that this was my opportunity. I stood up immediately and started to rub his back and whispered that he was going to be OK. It took a second, but as I continued to rub his back, he calmed down to where he was in complete control of his emotions. He then proceeded to bear a 5 minute testimony about his love for his parents and how they have taken care of him. He bore testimony that he know he would see them again. As he spoke, it was a miracle how clear his language was. In 12 years, I had never heard him speak so eloquently. As I continued to rub his back, ( I know this is going to sound weird) but felt the impression that someone else was rubbing his back with me. I even looked to see but nobody was there. I had the spirit bear testimony to me that God lives and is very aware of Bryce and to each one of us. It will be an experience that I will cherish my whole life and hope that I can stay close to the spirit so that I can follow it's promptings again in the future.

Hope all is well with each of you. Our prayers are with you.

Love,

Keith