Today I'll write about my favorite part of the night. A part that happened before the music even began. Thousands of people were coming in to find their seats, there was a loud buzz of conversation throughout that massive room. Everyone was anxious for the music to start and you could almost feel the excitement.
But then, like a wave, the crowd began to stand up from their chairs, and suddenly there was not a sound uttered in the place: the prophet had just walked in the room.
I've lived in Utah my entire life, and have been very fortunate to have opportunities like this many times over. I always feel the spirit when in the presence of an apostle or prophet. However, this time I was taken aback by just how strongly I felt the spirit in that moment. I don't really know how to put the way I felt into words, I wish I could. But what I want to say is this:
I know that Thomas S. Monson is a prophet of God. When he gives counsel for the entire church, I know it comes from God, and that they communicate with each other often. I know that he was prepared for this calling, and that he gives it his all, even in times when I'm sure it's difficult. He carries such a huge burden on his shoulders, but he always does it with a smile. What a man! I have such a huge amount of respect and love for him, but it's not because I worship him - it's because I know he worships God. I'm so grateful for the knowledge I have that he is a true and living prophet, and that God is guiding him in the best way to guide us here on the earth. What a blessing it is to know this, and to trust his counsel.
Hope you have a happy Pioneer Day! :)