Fast and testimony meeting. Again. And so it begins . . .
After days and days and months and months, maybe even years of robotic, expressionless behavior, this event, of choosing to share something from the depths of the soul, brings out the the bold-faced fact that a lot of people really just need to feel.
AND that they probably never actually let themselves do just that.
Not just feel, but feel feel. And fast and testimony sunday is the day the masses seem to finally let themselves they feel feel . . . and oh, I do mean feel feel. Gratitude, shame, happiness, gratitude, joy, sorrow, did I say gratitude yet?, etc. etc. etc. . . . These people will do the thing they need most to do (and probably more than just once a day). They'll gush and blubber and pour out their little tired hungry souls, oh yes oh yes, they will let you know everything.
Person after person, running up and down to the pulpit, finally feeling
They've been ignoring emotion and life and breathing and life and life and life much too long. So, now is the time they're reminded that they themselves have that thing called humanity, and begin to fall into the depths of that terribly deep well of emotion.
These people, who never let themselves go to the extreme,
Maybe there would be less crying during sacrament meetings if people would just live like they are actually alive and not already dead.