A Song I Sang

It occurred to me on Sunday, July 10 while sitting in my ward’s chapel that Pioneer Day this year would fall on a Sunday. For years I have said that half of us are no less qualified to sing a solo in church than we are to speak in church; that doesn’t get any of us out of speaking, so maybe those who sing to us shouldn’t only be “singers.” Another thought that had been growing on me these past years was the desire to sing a hymn I heard in 1988. David Pettit and Steve Ostler were walking along singing it together one evening.