We have a lovely family in our ward named the Blacks. At a testimony meeting one Sunday, their 5-year-old daughter, Kelli Jo, got up to bear her testimony. It went something like this:
"I want to bear my testimony. I love my mom and dad, and I know you do, too."A collective chuckle rippled throughout the chapel as we all realized what she had said. Without any embarrassment on her part, she laid the microphone down and went back to her seat.
And I believe those of us in the congregation agreed that she was absolutely right!