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The Sounds of Mormon

SprinklerIt happens most in summer. I miss my childhood home in a small rural town in Idaho.

I miss the expansive sky and impressive sunsets. I miss the smell of farmed earth. And lately I’ve been missing the sounds of summer: the high call of a killdeer or the certain way dry air blows in the trees at night. Most of all, I miss the sound of sprinklers in the fields. Here in Northern Virginia (where I live now), it rains, so there is no need for sprinklers. But in Idaho that steady ch, ch, ch, ch sound of the large sprinklers gives me a feeling of peace.

And, as today is Sunday, I’m thinking of sounds of church and worship and being Mormon. Below is the “sounds of Mormon” I compiled in Sacrament Meeting today. They all make me smile.

  • The zip-zip-zip of scriptures closing at end of Sunday School.
  • The clunk-clunk-clunk of chairs being folded and set against the wall after RS when you’re the last ward in the building.
  • The clink and clank of chairs being quickly and neatly stacked after EVERY church activity.
  • The twak-twak of a basket ball dribbled on the gym floor whenever there is a boy (old or young) in the church building. (And it’s not Sunday, of course.)
  • The quiet water that runs in the (poorly stocked) church kitchen as members wash dishes after a funeral.
  • The gushing water as the baptismal font fills.
  • The strange echoing sound in all church bathrooms (why is that?).
  • The screech of microphone feedback, which always seems to accompany every MC at any road show.
  • The cracking voice of a new priest blessing the sacrament.
  • The click-click-click of small sacrament cups dropping back into the tray.
  • The Elder belting out “we’re going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell” … heard through the dividing wall during Relief Society.
  • The swish of polyester in the temple halls.
  • The almost silent tinkling of the chandeliers in the Celestial Room of the Washington DC Temple.

 

What are your favorite “sounds of Mormon”?

 

9 COMMENTS

  1. How about the distinctive sound of a child’s head cracking on the pew in front of them followed by a profound silence followed by a sure intake of breath followed by the expected howl. (Makes me half smile every time. Don’t judge me 🙂 )

  2. Organ prelude music welcoming you in; the rustle of being handed the Sunday program by your newly tall son; the thuds of hymnals returned to their perch; happy chatter in the hallways; crying babies and toddlers being whisked out of the chapel.
    Thanks for this fun post–have you seen the instagram feed Textures of Mormonism?

  3. Sweet, sweeping nostalgia. I relished all of these memorable sounds. I hear the Primary kids playing the “hot and cold” game where they alternate belting and whispering; the clink of high heels on the gym floor; the podium raising and lowering; the swish of kids playing in the stage curtains; the chorus of “amens” in every voice tone and volume after every prayer or testimony. Funny….after reading your list, I wondered “do we hear the noises women make?”

  4. I love this, Suzette. I love the quite chatter just before passing through the veil in the temple, and the “knocking” sounds. I also oddly love the hum of hairdryers in the temple baptistery.

  5. This is great, Suzette! I don’t have anything to add to your list of church sounds, but the sound of sprinklers that you describe is so evocative for me too. I grew up in the desert in the western US too, and when I was about 10, there was a school built across the street from my house. My family didn’t have air conditioning, so we always had the windows open at night in the summer, and I almost always fell asleep to the sound of the sprinklers watering the school’s lawns. Oh, and I’ve also now moved east to a place where sprinklers are much less needed. I miss them too.

  6. I hadn’t realized how consistent a backdrop these sounds were during all my childhood. Thank you for putting me in that nostalgic space for a moment. I don’t have any sounds to add at the moment, but I’ll definitely pay more attention to the small sounds around me next time I go to church.

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