Laying Our Stories Side by Side: Grandma, Janie, and Me
April 4, 2018[…] and red cover stood out like a sister at a priest hood meeting. I started to reach for it but stopped and just looked at it. A voice in my head rose above the […]
[…] and red cover stood out like a sister at a priest hood meeting. I started to reach for it but stopped and just looked at it. A voice in my head rose above the […]
[…] went, and he couldn’t understand why a man would knock himself out day after day just to buy a piece of metal said ‘Cadillac’ on it. Anyhow, that’s where my name comes from, just […]
[…] Dialogue: A Journal of Mormon Thought 26 (Spring 1993): ix. Lavina Fielding Anderson to Marlin S. Miller, 6 May 1993. Lavina Fielding Anderson, Notes on a meeting with the Wells Stake Presidency, 2 May […]
[…] the relation of eternal co-dependence of persons in community. At the head of this community is God. 3. God is a person and is the ultimate example of personal existence. God is dependent on […]
[…] been portrayed as a deficient first novel. Its characters appear flat and stereotypical; the plots and characters seem to lack moral subtlety; and so on. Should we wonder that today’s high literary circles ignore it?
[…] neighbours, saying to them, Rejoice with me ; for I have found my sheep that was lost” (v. 6). Jesus then shows that this joy is an earthly reflection of heaven: “Just so, I tell […]
[…] I also like the young, the angry, and the obnoxious. Especially to dance with. In 2 Samuel 6, we get this story: David’s first wife, Michal, sees him dancing in the street in celebration […]
[…] for the entire church, and for all in the world who will receive it (see D&C 43: 3-7). We can see this at work in the establishment of the doctrine of vicarious redemption through the […]
[…] Bookcraft, 1960), 261-62, emphasis added. Thomas J. Fyans, “The Lamanite Must Rise in Majesty and Power,” Ensign 6 (May 1976): 12-13; Jerry Jacobs, “The Church has Divine Mandate to Teach Gospel to Indians,” Church […]
Halfway between here and Oregon, the Lighthouse Bookstore opens along some residential street we browse unwittingly when reading after dark, where the words and road signs blur and the sky clouds up and thunders.