“Parking Lot Litter,” Friend, Aug. 2004, 9
One day my mom was driving my sisters and me through the church parking lot. I noticed a lot of litter in the parking lot. I told my mom that we needed to stop and clean it up, because the chapel is the Lord’s house. We stopped, and my mom, sisters, and I quickly cleaned up the trash. It made me feel good that I could help keep the Savior’s church grounds clean.