Oops

This morning I was thinking about something that happened to me, about eleven years ago. I had been serving as the Sunday School instructor for our ward’s 14-15–year-old class, but that morning in Sacrament Meeting, I had been released from that position and was teaching my class for what I knew would be the last time. I wanted to leave my class with a sure knowledge that I know the Church is true, so I chose from my video collection one which compiled audio and/or video recordings of the Presidents of the Church, from Wilford Woodruff through Gordon B. Hinckley, sharing their testimonies. I intended to teach an abbreviated lesson, show the video, and conclude my service to the class by adding my own testimony to that of the prophets.

Everything went as planned. I taught the lesson, introduced the video, and pressed Play. I was greeted with a video that, while superficially matching the description of the one I intended to share, was definitely not the same video. It was, in fact, a silent movie of the Apostles in the 1930s, presumably sharing their testimonies while a newsreel narrator told us who each of them was, where he was from, when he was ordained to the Twelve, etc.. It was indescribably boring, probably even more so for a bunch of 14-15–year-old kids. I was mortified and turned it off after the third or fourth Apostle, admitting my mistake and apologizing profusely.

Lesson learned: always preview the video before showing it to the class.

Anyone else care to share a ridiculous story about your service in the Church? 😊