J. Golden Kimball: I spent five years in the Southern States, and filled my first mission, in 1883, when they killed elders. I was with Elder Roberts, and I know all about that experience. I never got much notoriety out of it, but I know something about it, just as much as anyone who was there. I know what it means to smell powder, and I am glad of it, and I thank the Lord I did not run. I guess I would have done so, but I had no place to go (Best-Loved Humor of the LDS People, p. 91).
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George Durrant: I have been told that a traveler driving through Manti, Utah, stopped, rolled down the window, and asked a farmer . . . , “How do I get to Salt Lake from here?”
The farmer replied, “You can go up several miles, then turn left and go through Moroni, then continue on to Nephi. Get on the freeway and head north to Salt Lake. Or you can go past the turnoff and go up through Thistle and then down Spanish Fork Canyon to the freeway. Go north and you’ll get to Salt Lake.”
After considering the alternatives, the visitor asked, “Does it matter which way I go?”
The farmer . . . replied, “Not to me it don’t” (Best-Loved Humor of the LDS People, p. 74).
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Dieter F. Uchtdorf: One of the names considered was shepherding, a fitting reference to Christ’s invitation: “Feed my sheep.” However, it had at least one complication: using that term would make me a German shepherd. Consequently, I am quite content with the term ministering (General Conference, October 2018).