Recently I stood with my 8-year-old son in an empty chapel. We were enjoying a few quiet moments waiting for Mom and chatting about church, life and Legos.
Before long, my Curious George stepped onto the stand and plopped down where our bishop sits during Sunday meetings of our congregation of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I smiled as he settled in and I pointed out that he’s thinner than a hymnal and shorter than the pulpit.
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