January 10th Moldy Bread

I have resolved never to go to a stake dance again.  There are a few reasons.  The first one is because I just never feel that great when I go to them.  The second is that too many people get in trouble, and there's always drama.  The third is... well, see, I have a goal.  My goal is to let virtue garnish my thoughts unceasingly.  When I go to stake dances, it's really hard to do that, especially with some of the songs that are played.  One of my friends, Carson, came up with an analogy for stake dances.

It's a piece of moldy bread.  All of those green splotches are the people, in little cliques and groups, and when you think about it, or watch how they act, they just don't seem to be letting virtue garnish their thoughts unceasingly.

Since that is my ultimate goal, I have decided that I never want to attend a stake dance again.  That may be sad news to some of you.  To others it may be wonderful news.  To others it may not even be significant news at all.  But whichever one of those it is, I would like to thank you for respecting my decision.

Guys, I don't want to hear any comments like, "But what about this!  And this!  Isn't it okay?"  Just so you know, I will not be swayed.

Thanks, everyone!  And please, oh please, don't be offended.  That is never my intention with my posts.

A. J. McKay