Surely every missionary who has ever served soon realized that life in the field wasn’t going to be quite like the rarefied atmosphere of the missionary training center. The author of Hebrews warned us of this when he wrote, “Call to remembrance the former days, in which, after ye were illuminated, ye endured a great fight of afflictions.” 1 That post-illumination affliction can come in many ways, and it can come to all of us. But it is inevitable that after heavenly moments in our lives, we, of necessity, return to earth, so to speak, where sometimes less-than-ideal circumstances again face us. We want to hold fast to the spiritual impressions we have had and the inspired teachings we have heard. My apologies to all the children who are now hiding under the sofa, but the fact of the matter is none of us want tomorrow, or the day after that, to destroy the wonderful feelings we have had this weekend. The other potential problem is captured in this photo I saw recently on the Internet. One is the fact that I am the only person standing between you and the ice cream you always have ready at the close of general conference. What an inspirational weekend it has been in every way. Truly the Spirit of the Lord has been here in rich abundance. We have been urgently prayed for and pleaded with.

We are grateful to have been taught by you and your marvelous counselors and so many of our other great men and women leaders. President, we love you, we pray for you, we thank you, and above all, we sustain you. Monson’s presence and prophetic messages. We have been especially blessed by President Thomas S. What another remarkable general conference we have had. Here you are, there you are, hour after hour, in your Sunday best, being your best. You thrill us to the center of our soul, whether that be the 21,000 here in the Conference Center, or multitudes in meetinghouses and chapels, or finally millions in homes around the globe, perhaps huddled around a family computer screen. Brothers and sisters, do you have any idea-do you have any notion or inkling whatsoever-of how much we love you? For 10 hours you watch, fixed on one face at this pulpit sequentially, but for those same 10 hours, we seated behind this pulpit watch, fixed on you.

Another tomorrow cant be like today