Latter-day Saint Life

Rescuing a Young Brother

This was not your typical rescue mission.

No one streaked thick black paint across their face. No one dove into dangerous water. There were no jets, no parachutes and no secret code names.

The rescue didn’t happen at sea, on a mountainside or at the scene of a fiery car crash.

The most important rescue of my life unfolded in a living room.

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