I think I just gave the worst sacrament meeting talk that’s ever been given. Well, maybe not the very worst ever, because at least I didn’t say that Jesus couldn’t do anything himself because he didn’t have a body. I guess mine was the second worst ever. I’m trying to look on the bright side, though. Kelly suggests that maybe this experience will help me be more empathetic towards other people who look like bumbling idiots at the pulpit, but I think that the real silver lining is that the bishopric will think twice before asking me to speak again.