There was a boy by  the name of Steve who was attending  Seminary in Utah.  In this Seminary  classes are held during school  hours.  Brother Christianson taught  Seminary at this particular school.   He had an open-door policy and  would take in any student that had  been thrown out of another class as  long as they would abide by his  rules. Steve had been kicked out of his  sixth period and no other  teacher wanted him, so he went into Brother  Christianson's Seminary  class.
 Steve was told that  he could not be late, so he arrived  just seconds before the bell rang  and he would sit in the very back of  the room.  He would also be the  first to leave after the class was  over.
 One day, Brother  Christianson asked Steve to stay after  class so he could talk with him.   After class, Bro. Christianson pulled  Steve aside and said, "You think  you're pretty tough, don't you?"
 Steve's answer was, "Yeah, I do."
 Then Brother Christianson asked, "How many push-ups can you do?"
 Steve said, "I do about 200 every night."
 "200?  That's pretty good, Steve," Brother Christianson said.  "Do you think you could do 300?"
 Steve replied, "I don't know...  I've never done 300 at a time."
 "Do you think you could?" Again asked Brother Christianson.
 "Well, I can try," said Steve.
 "Can you do 300 in  sets of 10?  I need you to do 300 in  sets of ten for this to work.  Can  you do it?  I need you to tell me  you can do it," Brother Christianson  said.
 Steve said, "Well...  I think I can...  yeah, I can do it."
 Brother Christianson said, "Good!  I need you to do this on Friday."
 Friday came and Steve  got to class early and sat in the  front of the room. When class  started, Brother Christianson pulled out a  big box of donuts. Now these  weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they  were the extra fancy BIG kind,  with cream centers and frosting swirls.   Everyone was pretty excited-it  was Friday, the last class of the day,  and they were going to get an  early start on the weekend.
 Bro. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, "Cynthia, do you want a donut?"
 Cynthia said, "Yes."
 Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?"
 Steve said, "Sure," and jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten.
 Then Steve again sat in his desk.  Bro. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk.
 Bro. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe do you want a donut?"
 Joe said, "Yes."   Bro. Christianson asked, "Steve would you  do ten push-ups so Joe can  have a donut?"  Steve did ten push-ups, Joe  got a donut.
 And so it went, down  the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups  for every person before they got  their donut.  And down the second  aisle, till Bro. Christianson came to  Scott.
 Scott was captain of  the football team and center of the  basketball team.  He was very  popular and never lacking for female  companionship. When Bro.  Christianson asked, "Scott do you want a  donut?"
 Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own pushups?"
 Bro. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."
 Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then."
 Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?"
 Steve started to do ten pushups.  Scott said, "HEY!  I said I didn't want one!"
 Bro. Christianson  said, "Look, this is my classroom, my  class, my desks, and my donuts.   Just leave it on the desk if you don't  want it."  And he put a donut on  Scott's desk.
 Now by this time,  Steve had begun to slow down a little.   He just stayed on the floor  between sets because it took too much  effort to be getting up and down.   You could start to see a little  perspiration coming out around his  brow.  Bro. Christianson started  down the third row.  Now the students  were beginning to get a little  angry.
 Bro. Christianson asked Jenny, "Jenny, do you want a donut?"
 Jenny said, "No."
 Then Bro.  Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do  ten pushups so Jenny can  have a donut that she doesn't want?"  Steve  did ten, Jenny got a donut.
 By now, the students  were beginning to say "No" and there  were all these uneaten donuts on  the desks.  Steve was also having to  really put forth a lot of effort to  get these pushups done for each  donut. There began to be a small pool  of sweat on the floor beneath his  face, his arms and brow were beginning  to get red because of the  physical effort involved. Bro. Christianson  asked Robert to watch Steve  to make sure he did ten pushups in a set  because he couldn't bear to  watch all of Steve's work for all of those  uneaten donuts.  So Robert  began to watch Steve closely.
 Bro. Christianson started down the fourth row.
 During his class,  however, some students had wandered in  and sat along the heaters along  the sides of the room.  When Bro.  Christianson realized this; he did a  quick count and saw 34 students in  the room.  He started to worry if  Steve would be able to make it.
 Bro. Christianson  went on to the next person and the next  and the next. Near the end of  that row, Steve was really having a rough  time.  He was taking a lot  more time to complete each set.
 Steve asked Bro. Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?"
 Bro. Christianson  thought for a moment, "Well, they're your  pushups. You can do them any  way that you want." And Bro. Christianson  went on.
 A few moments later,  Jason came to the room and was about  to come in when all the students  yelled, "NO!  Don't come in!  Stay  out!"
 Jason didn't know what was going on.  Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let him come."
 Bro. Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him."
 Steve said, "Yes, let him come in."
 Bro. Christianson said, "Okay, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way right now.  Jason, do you want a donut?"
 "Yes."
 "Steve, will you do  ten pushups so that Jason can have a  donut?" Steve did ten pushups very  slowly and with great effort.   Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and  sat down.
 Bro. Christianson  finished the fourth row, then started on  those seated on the heaters.   Steve's arms were now shaking with each  pushup in a struggle to lift  himself against the force of gravity.   Sweat was dropping off of his  face and, by this time, there was not a  dry eye in the room.
 The very last two  girls in the room were cheerleaders and  very popular. Bro. Christianson  went to Linda, the second to last, and  asked, "Linda, do you want a  doughnut?
 Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."
 Bro. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten pushups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?"
 Grunting from the  effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups  for Linda. Then Bro.  Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan.  "Susan, do you want a  donut?"
 Susan, with tears flowing down her face, asked, "Bro. Christianson , can I help him?"
 Bro. Christianson,  with tears of his own, said, "No, he has to do it alone, Steve, would  you do ten pushups so Susan can have a donut?"
 As Steve very slowly  finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had  accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his  arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
 Brother Christianson  turned to the room and said. "And  so it was, that our Savior, Jesus  Christ, plead to the Father, "Into  thy hands I commend my spirit." With  the understanding that He had done  everything that was required of Him,  he collapsed on the cross and  died.  And like some of those in this  room, many of us leave the gift  on the desk, uneaten."

















