Monday, January 12, 2009

A Talk and a Tear...


I often hear from a member of the bishopric how sitting up on the stand you see things most people don't. You notice the strain in the eyes of some, the peace in others and even happiness in others. As for myself I saw all of that. I also noticed a young man sitting in the second row all by himself. This young man is painfully shy. He is very quiet at mutual opting to only speak to the young men, never uttering a word to the young women. I feel for him as when I was that age, although not to his extent, I had problems with shyness as well. After the sacrament was passed I watched the priest quorum one by walk walk up to this young man and shake his hand and then proceeded to sit next to him. A tiny smile spread across his face and his shoulders relaxed. These young men made a great contribution to anothers happiness and I am grateful I was able to watch their actions unfold.

4 comments:

::Jan:: said...

What a great moment of example. Thanks Tammy.

Cynthia said...

It really restores your faith in the goodness of the youth when you see those small acts of kindness.

If a member of the Bishopbric saw the look on my face in Sacrament Meeting this past Sunday they would have seen contentment because at long last I was leaning on hubby's shoulder again at church. It may or may not last but I was so happy to have him there with me and the kids. I wish the depression he lives with didn't steal so much from all our lives. Still, it teaches me to be grateful for the small things.

Motherboard said...

I am not sure why this post made me cry.

But it did. And it was the good, cleansing cry. Thanks for this!

RBS said...

That my dear, is the lovliest story I have read all day. Thank you so much for sharing that with me.
Roxanne