My brother (Ben) was probably 15 years old. Somehow, my family had become some sort of "church parents" to some Vietnamese kids. The kids' parents wouldn't go to church, but the kids got baptized anyway. I think that's discouraged now, but it happened then. So this one boy, after he got the Aaronic preiesthood, the next Sunday he came to church and he didn't have a white shirt and tie. Well, my brother knew that he wanted to pass the sacrament since he could now, so my brother went in the bathroom and traded shirts with him. Mind you, this guy wasn't my brother's best friend or anything. I'm not sure I would have done it. But Ben did.
So that's what I think about when I hear that phrase.
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