On the sweetness of Mormon life.

Sunday, your whole family is singing in the combined choir for the combined wards’ Christmas carol service. Less your little son, who is sitting with his teacher, and your baby daughter, who is playing between the choir seats and eating vanilla wafers.

You come to the line that has moved you so much. “He will redeem us.” It is your line. You are to sing it loud. And you do.

Your baby daughter, who cries when you sing to her, begins to shriek. She is louder than you. She is louder than your section. She is louder than the choir. She can be heard to the back of the chapel.

A sister in the pews rushes up and takes her. Peace is restored.