In mid February of 1999 I received a phone call from my bishop. He said that both he and the Stake President had received the prompting that I should be made a High Priest as soon as possible.
I was an Elder in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and becoming a High Priest was typically something that wouldn’t happen until I was a bit older, I was thirty three, or called to be in a bishopric or something along those lines. Usually they wait until stake conference so they can present the name of the fellow to become a High Priest to the membership. The bishop said that the Spirit had given them a strong sense of urgency and they weren’t going to wait until stake conference.
My father was a High Priest and had set me apart in every office of the priesthood that I had ever held-Deacon, Teacher, Priest and Elder. It was an honor to have him set me apart as a High Priest.
Still, no one understood why there was such a sense of urgency.
A few months later my father passed away.
The Lord, in His tender mercies, let my dad set me apart one last time.