How about some humor, testimony humor.

[pokatator]

Humor is good healing medicine.

I remember a lady giving her testimony and was almost constantly crying. The bishop gave her tissues. She continued with her boo-hoos about some thing some sister had done for her. She must have apoligized 6-8 times saying again and again, "I'm sorry I'm such a big boob". This went on for quite awhile. Finally the bishop kind of had to gently cut her off. After he got the podium back and was preparing to close the meeting, he told sister "sew-n-sew" she she didn't need to be sorry for being a boob because he just loves big boobs.

LOL

[pokatator]

I remember when a Project Temple class had graduated and they were all giving their testimonies one sunday. I knew one old guy was a rough and tough construction worker all his life. He was very shy and reserved man. Everyone in the group had spoken and he was the last to go. You could tell he was scared out of his mind. He took a couple of minutes to stumble out a few words and after a little while maybe just relaxed a little bit and was talking a little better and then he said "shit" in his story. He just froze like a statue and took one step back, the bishop stood up and put his arm over his shoulder and was talking to him in an effort to comfort him. Everyone could hear over the mic when he said, "I guess I f-----d up, didn't I." Everyone under about 20 years old just plain roared.

[pokatator]

I remember a little boy about 5 years old got up to give his testimony. He had an object lesson in his testimony. The lesson was that prayer really works and he had proof. He related a story of him and his mother trying to find about a dozen sheep. He said they looked everywhere and had been looking for a long time. His mother suggested that they say a prayer and see if that would help. He proudly stated that the prayer worked, that right after the prayer, "me and my mom found those little 'sons-a-bitches" behind the haystack.

I think his mom wanted to crawl under the pew.

[Jeff_Ricks]

Humor is good healing medicine.

I remember a lady giving her testimony and was almost constantly crying. The bishop gave her tissues. She continued with her boo-hoos about some thing some sister had done for her. She must have apoligized 6-8 times saying again and again, "I'm sorry I'm such a big boob". This went on for quite awhile. Finally the bishop kind of had to gently cut her off. After he got the podium back and was preparing to close the meeting, he told sister "sew-n-sew" she she didn't need to be sorry for being a boob because he just loves big boobs.

LOL

Well what do you know, I have to agree with him. :cool:

[peter_mary]

I have spent the entire evening working on my taxes, and took a little break to see what was going on down at the Post-Mo. I laughed loud and long at these stories! It brought me back to sanity! :D

Paul

[mutleydog]

Its great to hear comical stories......testimony meetings always did my head in....the travelog, weekly diaries etc. etc......

I remember one stake conference meeting and this guy stood up at the podium for a few silent seconds and then roared....."I know that Satan lives!" and started on the confessional road.....I am telling you the whole place went silent and there were many gob-smacked faces! Thats one I will never forget!! :D