I have a friend in Tennessee who emailed me this week about a Latter-day Saint congregation he visited a few Sunday’s ago. The congregation was of mixed races, and the meetings were louder, more animated and lively than the “typical” ward. He quite enjoyed it. His description of the visit made me long for the mission field again. In the mission field there are widely divergent congregations. But the Wasatch Front is far different in texture and tone than anywhere else. I think there are people here who believe a stoic face is required to be reverent.
My impression of the mortal Lord is that He was gregarious, lively, filled with life, and given to smiling often. He surely was challenged by serious men involved in conspiracies to have Him killed, and for them His responses were serious. But He was filled with life, and love and humor. His many analogies drew from the common man’s experience to teach with simplicity the deepest of ideas. I think He would have fit into the Tennessee ward my friend told me about.
I think when the scriptures note “He wept” it was because His normal demeanor was so upbeat, so positive and hope-filled that weeping stood out by contrast.
I’ve only sensed that I genuinely offended Him once. All other errors and mistakes have merely “bemused” Him, even though I have felt terrible from my end. He is a patient Teacher. Who knows exactly when you are ready and then how best to teach.