The Garments of Court and Palace — General Conference April 2024
Machiavelli was exiled to the sticks for awhile, doing rural work. He famously described that period this way:
When evening comes, I return home and enter my study; on the threshold I take off my workday clothes, covered with mud and dirt, and put on the garments of court and palace. Fitted out appropriately, I step inside the venerable courts of the ancients, where, solicitously received by them, I nourish myself on that food that alone is mine and for which I was born; where I am unashamed to converse with them and to question them about the motives for their actions, and they, out of their human kindness, answer me. And for four hours at a time I feel no boredom, I forget all my troubles, I do not dread poverty, and I am not terrified by death. I absorb myself into them completely.
That’s how I feel about General Conference.
Your comments below.
G.
April 7, 2024
The Saturday afternoon closing song was generally lacking. Not the choir’s fault. The closing Amazing Grace excelled.
Elder Holland is such an amazing speaker and the way he is not afraid to do the typical LDS jokes about being asked to speak at the beginning of his talk is part of his gift. I feel bad for Elder Soares–he dropped his line about the girls wanting their recommends at 12:01 AM on Jan. 1 and paused for laughter, but everyone just stared at him. Probably worried that him being a foreigner they can’t be sure he meant it to be funny. Poor guy. I laughed.
A couple of different talks (Bednar and Munoz) mentioned not just resting on the rock but having your foundations built into it)
Brother Bowen’s talk was intense. In the middle of talking about resurrections and miraculous healings, he also mentions that one of his sons died. The whole gamut of emotion, tragedy, miracle. It was intense.