Our Author

"I recall the story of a very voracious reader, a woman who had a study filled with books. Each night she would come home and read from books in her library. She always finished every book she read.

"One night she decided to read a book that she had been especially avoiding. She picked the book up and began to read. It was very dull and uninteresting, but she had made a promise she would never read a book without finishing it. She continued, night after night, until finally she read the last page, replaced the book on the shelf and made this mental note to herself: 'That was the dullest book I have ever read!'

"Sometime later she was out with a gentleman friend, and he asked if she had ever read such and such a book. It was that book; she remembered it; and she said, 'Yes, why?'

"He said, 'I wrote it.' Then they talked about the book.

"Later that evening, when he dropped her off, she went into her study, pulled the book off the shelf, and read through the long hours of the night. When the first streaks of sunlight shafted across the sky, she closed the book, replaced it on the bookshelf, and made another mental note to herself: 'That was the most beautiful book I have ever read.' The difference was that she now knew the author. . . .

"We must come to know our Author."

- Elder Vaughn J. Featherstone, "Where Following Him Can Lead Us, " Ensign, February 1981