Winter Fast Offerings
April 11, 2018When no one was faking sick, we were nine —
just enough to cover the routes if someone
doubled up. We argued over the packets,
weighing thickness against distance,
When no one was faking sick, we were nine —
just enough to cover the routes if someone
doubled up. We argued over the packets,
weighing thickness against distance,
Dialogue 25.4 (Winter 1992): 81–96
A history of ethnic wards and branches as the church struggled with integration vs. segregation of immigrant communities.
Two years ago the Manhattan First Ward published a small collection of biographies chronicling the lives of nine senior ward members. Impetus for the project came when news reached Bill Cottam during his initial year as First Ward bishop that several older members had died.
Already cold and stiff by the time I arrived,
It was a shallow shadow, gray against black;
A collar of blood fringed its matted coat.
Even under the best of circumstances, life in the mid-nineteenth century was not easy for Mormon women. Often repeatedly uprooted from their homes, they left behind family, friends, neighbors, and community to pursue their new…
John[1] was deeply depressed and believed there was no chance that he would get better. He felt worthless, unworthy, and vile and was certain that the world would be better off without him. Occasionally the…
It is a last bastion,
The pulpit. Prominent
Among muscular box shapes;
Fenced off and jutting skyward
On 9 November 1989 the world stood transfixed as television sets around the globe transmitted the fall of the Berlin Wall. Hundreds of thousands of East Germans streamed into Berlin to mount the wall or…
I have got a blond, it’s true.
The others comment,
laugh behind their hands:
where did that one come from?
Considering the level of popular attention recently focused on physical, sexual, even ritual abuse, the discovery of “spiritual abuse” should come as no surprise. And yet it does. The Subtle Power of Spiritual Abuse is…