June 1980

“Mirthright,” Ensign, June 1980, 33


My son Michael was assigned to give the sacrament gem in junior Sunday School. The sacrament gem was “Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy.”

My wife and I practiced with him all week long, and when he got up early Sunday morning I was pleased that we had prepared him so well.

As the sacrament song ended, my son stood up, hesitated, and then with a proud smile said, “Remember the sacrament gem, to keep it holy.”

Peter J. Sorensen
Provo, Utah

When my eight-year-old granddaughter, Michelle, was visiting me, she kept whispering during sacrament meeting, asking questions about this and that. I told her we could talk after the meeting was over.

A moment later, though, she noticed the ward clerk and wanted to know what he was writing. I explained that he was writing down what happened during the meeting.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“He is writing the names of those who say prayers, the songs we sing, and the names of those who talk.”

“Ha!” she said triumphantly. “He doesn’t even know my name.”

Veda Lemmon
Hurricane, Utah

Getting three young children and myself ready for Sunday School every Sunday morning is quite a challenge.

One such morning I was helping my oldest boy, Jimmy, get dressed, when I suddenly realized he was quite upset about something.

“All right, Jimmy, what’s the matter?” I asked.

He answered, “Mom, look at me!”

I looked at him blankly, then laughed. I’d put his young sister’s dress on him!

Mary Hammond
West Jordan, Utah

The final speaker at sacrament meeting was a stake visitor, who began by complimenting the bishop on the spirituality he felt from the members during the meeting. However, he went on, he was slightly disturbed that the members failed to enthusiastically say “amen” when a person concluded his talk. So he asked the members of the ward to practice by saying “amen” in unison.

The ward responded, “Amen.”

“Again,” said the speaker, seeing improvement.

“Amen!” came their forceful reply.

Before continuing, the good brother said that the members had made such progress he felt he could conclude his talk right then and go home with a feeling of accomplishment.

The clearly audible reply from a youngster in the congregation was, “Amen.”

Grant E. Lattin
San Clemente, California

Our three-year-old daughter’s great-uncle was visiting us one day. When she found out that he worked in the temple, Heidi exclaimed with wide-eyed amazement, “Do you know Zacharias?”

Louise Peterson
Logan, Utah

Illustrated by Ron Stucki