Sunday, November 15, 2009

Who I Want To Be When I Grow Up

As part of my stewardship being Stake RS President, I go on stake visits with various assigned ward RS Presidents. They choose who we visit, so during the past  few years the variety has been across the spectrum.  I have visited with those suffering from cancer, those who have lost a spouse or loved one, those in the hospital, and the inactive.  My last Stake visit was spent in the home of the most "with it" 92 year old sister I have ever met.  The RS President wanted to cheer her up, this sister was depressed because her doctor had told her she could no longer drive due to her side vision deterioration. If she was depressed, I would love to be around her when she is cheerful.  After a delightful conversation and mentioning we must hurry to our next visit, she jumped to her feet so SHE could help the 70 year old president out of her chair!  She asked if she could share a story with me before I left.  Expecting a selected spiritual experience, here is the story she wanted to share about the importance of not stepping on a duck, and with a very serious face, hoped perhaps it would help me.  Her story was as follows:
   Three faithful old sisters died and went to the other side.  Before the keeper of the gate let them in, he told them how valued ducks were in the "kingdom, so do not step on a duck".  If one did, they would immediately be chained for time and eternity to an old faithful priesthood holder.  When the gate opened they saw that ducks were every where.  They no sooner got inside and the first sister stepped on a duck.  A golden chain immediately formed on her ankle and she was attached to a very very old priesthood holder.  The second sister upon seeing what happened to the first, decided to step very carefully, but she bumped a duck.  The golden chain appeared and she was linked to a old, very old man.  The third sister thought "I no longer have to eat, drink, or sleep.  I do not even have to move, I am staying right in this spot."   A short time later a golden chain appeared on her ankle attached to a handsome muscled young man with a full head of wavy hair.  This sister could not keep in her joy and exclaimed "What did I ever do to earn this?"  The young man said, "I don't know what you did, but I stepped on a duck."
   When I am 92, I want to be just like the sister I met on my stake visit, and oh yeah, and not step on any ducks.

4 comments:

Mindy said...

I love this story! Thats a good one. 92 and just now not able to drive. Wow thats pretty good. She sounds cute.

Ann and the Reidster said...

That is hilarious! I think Reid stepped on a duck. He would say that I did--so I guess we both did!

Anonymous said...

Hi sister, this your better looking brother Tim,great story, thanks for for taking the time to write down, so we all could get a good laugh.

Unknown said...

Good one Penny, I believe that by the time we finish up the ride of life that we all will have stepped on a duck.

Regarding my insecure little brother's comment above about him being the "better" looking brother, I am reminded of a talk by a general authority a few years back entitled "Good, Better, & Best". I am in the "best" catagory.

Steve