Today in Sacrament Meeting, on of the boys who was going to pass the sacrament got a bloody nose. He calmly walked up to a bishopric member and asked for tissues, and they gave him the box. A bit later, another bishopric member calmly walked down to his bench, a sat down next to him, told him to go to his mom, and asked his own son what he needed to do to take the boy’s place. It didn’t take long for all of the boys to start calmly explain ti him. Then, the older brother of the boy who walked away came to the front bench as he tied his tie and took the spot for his brother. I sat a few benches away touched by the love, compassion, and tenderness shown by all involved.
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