I am missing our former Gospel Doctrine teacher. Miss Terri is such an amazing, quiet, full-of-grace-and-humility sister. She is full of fun, too. She and her husband, Steve, kept our gospel discussions so interesting and spiritual and fun and, well, just awesome . . . for lack of a better word. Oh, wait. IS there a better word?
I love our new teacher, too. But, her hubby gets us so far off track. Last week I turned around and said to the person behind me, “A whole lot of speckulatin’ goin’ on here!” It was just too much guessing about the Sword of Laban and the Liahona. Too much guessing about whether or not Joseph actually prayed more than two times. Too much guessing about whether or not he kept the Sword at his parent’s home. Too much guessing about what the dimensions of the box actually were. [One old feller I’m related to said he knew who had the box in his possession. And it was six by six by nine!] Seriously? I could have sworn it was stone. Remember . . . “The box in which they lay was formed by laying stones together in some kind of cement. In the bottom of the box were laid two stones crossways of the box, and on these stones lay the plates and the other things with them.”
I have been in some pretty awesome Gospel Doctrine classes. And, I can tell you it makes a huge difference in my whole week. Andy Rollins used to present the best lessons! Jim Levine, as well.
I know most of it depends on whether or not I go into the class prepared and spiritual and teachable. It makes a difference whether or not I have been prayerful and have studied the lesson. It makes a huge difference what kind of attitude I bring to Church. But, it also makes a huge difference where the teacher leads us and whether we get off track to the back forty. I really am not a super fan of the back forty in a gospel oriented class. Save that for, say, a family reunion or a cross-country drive.
I want to say something. But dare I? I saw two people walk out last week and one of them told me later she had a dark, dark feeling and couldn’t handle it any more.
I love Church History. I love this year’s study. I love Gerald Lund’s, The Work and The Glory. I love Brenton Yorgason’s, Little Known Facts about the Book of Mormon. I find it all fascinating. I love Carol Buckley’s comment a few years ago. “Don’t you just love the Steed Family!”
But, it isn’t scripture and it isn’t supposed to be in the Gospel Doctrine Class.
I love knowing that Brigham and John Taylor [and their wives] had a heavenly manifestation years before they joined the church. I love that Joseph saw many great prophets. I love that he and Oliver Cowdry saw hundreds of plates when they returned the Golden Plates to the hill. I love all of that . . . But, it isn’t scripture and it isn’t supposed to be in the Gospel Doctrine Class.
I’m going to try my best to keep things going in the direction they should. I’m going to say, “Let’s stay on course,” if I have to. I’m going to study and be prepared and enjoy the influence of the spirit, but I’m not going to listen to rabble rousers who like to hijack the class.
Seriously . . . that’s my calling.
No, not seriously, silly!