Today I had sharing time in Primary (the organization for the children of my church). I shared a story about a time when I was moving to a new place to go to college and how lonely I felt not knowing anyone. I let them know that I knew in that sad time that I could pray to Heavenly Father, and that because of the atonement of Jesus Christ, that He would know how I was feeling and would comfort me. I testifed of how I did feel comforted after praying one particular time over my loneliness, and how it helped me to know that Christ's atonement was real. There was silence in the room after my remarks, and all eyes were on me. Then, slowly, a 9-year-old boy raised his hand and asked:
"Were there telephones way back then?"