Conference moments: ‘Supposed to be here’

For Ray Asregadoo and his wife, Julia, attending general conference in the Conference Center with their three daughters and son was something they had wanted to do for a long time. After being offered tickets to last April’s conference, they hopped in their car and made the trek from Elk Grove, Calif., to Salt Lake City to listen to the prophet speak — in person.

“Our bishop came to us and asked if we wanted tickets to go to conference,” Sister Asregadoo said. “I thought to myself, ‘Of course we want tickets, but what about time and money?’ “

Although it meant they would have to miss work and school to travel for many hours in the car, the Asregadoo’s decided it was a good time for their family to go.

“Our oldest daughter is waiting on a mission call and our youngest son just received the priesthood,” she said. “We didn’t ask, we were given the tickets and we figured we were supposed to be here.”

For Brother Asregadoo, attending conference in person played such an important part in his conversion to the gospel that he was excited to share that with his children.

“That is what got me into the Church,” he said. “When I came in 1975 I wasn’t a member. My mother, two brothers and sister had joined and I was the last to join. … I came to conference and that was the deal breaker.”

It was as he saw and heard the prophet at the time, President Spencer W. Kimball, speak that he knew the Church is true.

“He started speaking and the Spirit hit me, telling me he’s a prophet,” Brother Asregadoo said. “I was hoping my family would have the same feeling I had.”

After the Sunday morning session, one of his daughters said that she was able to solidify her testimony of a living prophet.

For Sister Asregadoo, attending conference with her family was a memory she will cherish for the rest of her life — right down to the little details and miracles that made it happen. At the top of a page in her journal she wrote: “We’re here! We’re in! Terrace six, third row up, second on the middle end.”

— Marianne Holman