Dian Saderup

Family Presentation

On fast Sundays in my home ward we have what’s called a “family presentation” during the opening exercises of Sunday School. Usually, the bishop chooses a couple with relatively young children to present a program…

The Grace of the Court

The night before, I had felt a sudden need to read the scriptures, something I hadn’t done in nearly three months. I stayed up until 2:30 and was asleep when Lynn called from Oakland at…

Turning

In July 1984, I attended testimony meeting in my home ward in Salt Lake City. As the previous month’s crop of infants were blessed, I thought that after the sacrament I would go home. It was a Fourth of July weekend and I was sunburned, sleepy, and not much in the mood for testimonies about the star-spangled banner. Besides that, I was hungry. But when the sacrament was over, I stayed. I thought my motivation was guilt, but now I know it was grace. 

For Brother de Mik

Cupped in your papery palm the rose 
was like a wound, flowering. 
Your wife nodded when we brought it. 
Yes, Papa, yes is pretty. Then 
she put it in a bowl to float 
and wilt on water. 

Pilgrims in Time

Living Histories: Selected Biographies from the Manhattan First Ward