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Yesterday, I wrote on my personal blog about my mother’s piano. As religious people, we take the attitude of eschewing worldly things, of treasuring our relationships, not our possessions. And yet, I...
View ArticleWitnessing of God
As a teenager I recited the Young Women theme every week in church. “We are daughters of our Heavenly Father who loves us, and we love Him. We will stand as witnesses of God at all times, and in all...
View ArticleMourning the Plan
When the doorbell rang at 7:30 in the morning, I wasn’t sure I should answer it. Who would be coming over so early in the morning? I peeked out the window and saw it was a FedEx delivery man. Did I...
View ArticleElephant Tears
I don’t cry a lot. I exercise my tear ducts often enough to make sure they still work, but I have hardly been called a water-works, cry baby or someone with leaky eyes. Yet, I am not at all like my...
View ArticleSunday Worship: In the Halls and Stalls
Over the last year, our ward leadership has made several calls for increased reverence. I admit that I am a repeat offender. I am not one to stay in a row where planted. I do understand the value...
View ArticleWhat’s in a Name?
I sat in the hospital waiting room reading celebrity magazines, a guilty pleasure I rarely indulge in. My husband was in an operating room in Boston having a pin installed in his hand to help heal a...
View ArticleBRIEFLY
One of our brilliant Segullah editors shared a poem with our staff recently that had us all grieving for the sorrow of the world, but also brought out our collective fierce resolve to “risk delight” in...
View ArticleAt the Museum with Auden and Brueghel
During the mid-sixteenth century, the Flemish painter Pieter Brueghel the Elder created a work titled “Landscape with the Fall of Icarus.” If you did not have the title of the painting to guide you it...
View ArticleIt’s that Time of the Month!
Photo credit: LDS.orgI have recently been called to be the Visiting Teaching Coordinator in our ward. This is the third time I’ve had this calling – the second time in my current ward and a previous...
View ArticleCreating Beauty From Ashes
A blogger I follow recently wrote for the first time about the abuse she experienced growing up. For 30 years she’s managed to shove it beneath the surface of her life without ever talking about it or...
View ArticleWhen Life Is Burning Down
Less than seventy-two hours after my husband told me he didn’t believe in God anymore, and that he also wanted a divorce, I sat on a pew at church and waited for the combined Relief Society/Priesthood...
View ArticleStand as Witnesses
Orlando is a great vacation destination, but its location at the lower east corner of the United States makes it difficult for the majority of my family and friends who live in the northwest U.S. and...
View ArticleKate and John
My heart won’t stop hurting. I’m sure you’ve all heard the news that Kate Kelly and John Dehlin have been summoned to church court for their activities related to the Ordain Women movement and the...
View ArticleThe Grief Linebacker
He hits me blindside, like an unprotected quarterback. Pinned to the floor by a 400-lb wall of angry flesh, I am cracked, broken, concussed. Everything was going so well. The day was progressing...
View ArticleWorld Death Rate Holds Steady at 100 %
That title is a headline from The Onion and it succinctly calls attention to the elephant in every room: we are all going to die. It’s not a topic we discuss much, but maybe we should, since it’s the...
View ArticleGrieve With Us
After this week’s bloodshed in my country, how do we collectively grieve, when we individually turn against each other? I went through a “rebellious” phase during early adulthood. Having avoided “R”...
View ArticleGreater Good
(Chiasmus) Prelude: Hymn #85, Verse 1 How firm a foundation, ye Saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! What more can he say than to you he hath said Who unto the Savior for...
View ArticleFaint Lines
I. I’m reading a book series where the characters sometimes swoon, generally from the loss of blood due to an eighteenth-century battle injury via musket ball or broadsword. It’s very swashbuckling....
View ArticleCreating Beauty From Ashes
A blogger I follow recently wrote for the first time about the abuse she experienced growing up. For 30 years she’s managed to shove it beneath the surface of her life without ever talking about it or...
View ArticleWhen Life Is Burning Down
Less than seventy-two hours after my husband told me he didn’t believe in God anymore, and that he also wanted a divorce, I sat on a pew at church and waited for the combined Relief Society/Priesthood...
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