This morning as I ate breakfast, I read the Salt Lake
Tribune. Peggy Fletcher Stack wrote an article about the 35th year
anniversary of the blacks receiving the priesthood. I remembered Mom coming
home from town that day and telling me that George could have the priesthood. I
gave her quizzing look because she had to remind me who George was.. I was
thinking of another George who I knew in Salt
Lake my first year of college. He
was strange and I am pretty sure he might have passed the sacrament in the
branch I sometimes attended. When Mom mentioned it was my FHE (family home
evening) brother from Ricks College
then I understood. George came to Ricks
College my second semester there.
He wasn’t a member, but he still returned for a second time. I found out the
following fall that he had been in my brother, John’s and my roommate, Deb’s
branch the previous year while I had been in Salt
Lake . Toward the end of the
semester, George joined the church; students from the 8th and 29th
branch were in attendance. I think it was the biggest convert baptism that I
ever attended. As I look back on George’s baptism, I realize it took him a lot
of courage to join the church. He joined knowing he would not have the full
benefits of membership in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. In
April of 1978, he wasn’t able to have the priesthood, serve a mission or even
marry in the temple. But on June 8,
1978 all that changed for George and other Mormons of African
heritage. Now I know of a biracial young man serving in Brazil
and his brother who has been called to serve in California
later this year. Most weeks in Sacrament Meeting, I see a young man from Africa
pass the sacrament to members in the church. All because President Spencer W.
Kimball announced that the priesthood was to be extended all worthy males 12
and over, 35 years on warm June day.
