I could write almost endlessly (and isn't that an exciting thought?) about the meaning and impact of General Conference in my life, but I'll spare you. I will say this: Two of the saddest moments in my life occur each year at 4pm on the first Sundays of April and October. I have an almost palpable longing to somehow stop time so that I can continue to savor the light that emanates from the Brethren as they teach and model discipleship. As we look forward to sustaining a new prophet and First Presidency, the trick is in really sustaining them, isn't it? Listening to conference is a rather easy thing to do. It's keeping conference that takes the effort. So to all I know or love (or both), prayers to you as you try and keep General Conference as the taproot of your faith. Happy heeding.
