I wanted to put up another long post today, but my husband and I are on our way out the door to spend a day with some of his family. So I’ll finish my post on Sunday, God willing, but for today I thought I’d just offer an amusing remark from my younger brother, whom the Doctor and I visited on our way back from the Notre Dame conference. This brother is a sophomore at Indiana University, and we took him to lunch on our way through town. Like me at that age, he isn’t really Mormon anymore, but hasn’t really become anything else either… and at the same time, it wouldn’t be fair to call him “nonreligious” since he seems to worry about religion quite a lot.

Anyway, I asked him whether he’d been going go church at all. He said no, not just lately. He’d tried for awhile to go to a local Evangelical church, but he stopped because all they ever talked about was spreading the Word of God. “How could I spread it,” he asked, “when they wouldn’t tell me what it was? They said I was supposed to be a missionary to others, but the only thing I had to tell them was that they should help spread the Word of God.”

He’s rather an astute young man in his way. If you reading this, would you do me a favor, and say an Ave for him?