The Dissonance of Absolution
March 21, 2018[…] missionaries and have them give my parents the discussions.” We both laugh. *** I wake up at 3:00 A.M. My wife is sleeping soundly. My heart is jittery and there are tears on my […]
[…] missionaries and have them give my parents the discussions.” We both laugh. *** I wake up at 3:00 A.M. My wife is sleeping soundly. My heart is jittery and there are tears on my […]
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Eight times the Lord lamented that it grieved him to lose the branches of His vineyard (Jac. 5). Surely it grieves him to lose the women who have left the Church or quietly disengaged […]
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In the introduction to his epic short story, “A River Runs Through It,” Norman Maclean wrote that his primary aim was to let his “children know what kind of people their parents are or […]
[…] subscribers. The results were published in its spring 1987 issue under the title, “The Unfettered Faithful,” intended to evoke an image of religiously committed readers who felt free to explore the issues and frontiers […]
[…] spent an hour each afternoon as Romeo, he became a stranger to himself. He did not pour over the statistics inside the last page of the sports section. He was too distracted for geography, […]