I generally think that I’m pretty good at explaining the gospel. Whether that be in a Sunday school teaching setting or during a casual conversation with a non-LDS friend. But I’m grateful that I’m often shown that my methods aren’t the best.
I was again reminded of this last night when I read part of an article in our neighborhood newspaper. The writer came to our church one Sunday and attended the entire 3-hour block and interviewed our bishop (who is young and isn’t known for being extremely articulate). The article in general was about local religions and highlighted a few specific ones. There was a section in which the writer asked each religion’s leader for their definition of who God is. They were all paragraph-long explanations, some quasi-Nicean Creed, some psychobabble, some whoever-you-make-him-to-be, etc. Our bishop’s answer?
“God is my Heavenly Father.”
I wouldn’t have answered this way but rather would have gone on about how He is a perfected being who loves us blah blah blah. What better way to speak to the general public than in a way that everyone/anyone can understand. So much is inherent in those five words that it almost explains our entire doctrine.
Even if nobody who read that article was touched by that answer, it wouldn’t matter because it taught me something about the God and the Spirit and I’m grateful for it.