It was a Saturday night and, like so many others, I’d tuned in to the scheduled session of General Conference. There was a familiarity to it all: meticulously groomed flowers flanking the podium, women and girls in their Sunday best filling the seats in the conference center. A choir of fresh-faced adolescents, singing in front of the biggest audience of their lives, poured out their hearts in earnest song. General Relief Society and Young Women Presidency members kicked off the program. First Presidency members, including a new — and energetic — prophet, wrapped up the program. The whole evening was […]
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