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A Date with An Ironing Board

July 27th, 2015 by G.

Ironing Boards

On the sweetness of Mormon life.

It’s Saturday evening, and you need to do some ironing for Sunday and the week. Your wife, your lovely one, says, “do you remember when you ironed on one of our dates?” You don’t. She tells you. (more…)

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July 27th, 2015 08:00:04

College Kin

July 17th, 2015 by John Mansfield

I happened to notice a piece in the local paper about two Virginia cousins playing on the state champion high school baseball team who have decided on Brigham Young University as their college (link). It’s interesting in what it says about family ties and the place of BYU as part of those ties for some families.

Just before Matt Favero pulled the trigger on his college commitment Wednesday afternoon, the Madison rising senior pitcher had to make one call.

On the other end was Pete Nielsen, his cousin and fellow Warhawks rising senior. The two had played baseball together their whole life, and with Nielsen having narrowed his own recruitment to Brigham Young and Virginia, Favero thought his close relative would be interested to hear his college choice.

“I called him and said, ‘Hey Pete, I’m about to commit to BYU,’” Favero said. “I think maybe he was waiting for me to do it; I don’t know.”

In some ways, Favero was right. Even after watching Virginia hoist its first College World Series, Nielsen still felt a stronger tug on his heartstrings from BYU, the same school for which his father, Mike, once suited up and where both his and Favero’s older brothers currently play.

“When Matt told me he was committing to BYU, I was like, ‘Sweet,’” Nielsen said.

Even the Washington Post sports section is running a piece on the sweetness of Mormon life?


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July 17th, 2015 08:41:00

Bright Minds and Bright Paint

July 13th, 2015 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life.

The “youth” speaker is a little blonde girl who grew up in the better kind of trailer home in a family compound. She turned out to be brain. A couple of years ago, you recall, she won the state science fair or something like that with lasers or transistors or something like that. She went to BYU, got married, and is home for the summer and also very pregnant. Her husband is a Basque-Indio hipster hardcore social conservative. Her topic is service. She takes Paul’s little sermon that begins “Charity never faileth” and replaces charity with service. It is illuminating. (more…)

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July 13th, 2015 11:16:50

Born in the Covenant

June 30th, 2015 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life. (more…)

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June 30th, 2015 06:56:56

One Person’s Favorite

June 20th, 2015 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life. (more…)

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June 20th, 2015 08:11:25

Thomas Traherne for Mormons

June 20th, 2015 by Bruce Charlton

Arkle teapot

Thomas Traherne (1636-74) was an English Christian ‘mystical’ writer, whose prose is of unsurpassed beauty (not just my opinion – but this is what CS Lewis said; who had perhaps read more English prose than anyone of his generation).

Traherne – specifically in his prose-poems ‘Centuries of Meditations’ – might be exceptionally appealing and valuable to Mormons.

Appealing because the strongest theme for the reader, the subject of his most incandescent and memorable writing, is the natural innocence and holiness of childhood: a theme which was heretical in the Anglicanism of Traherne’s era, but which fits exactly with Mormon theology.

And valuable, in perhaps encouraging the enormous latent possibilities for Mormon ‘mystical’ writing about the everyday.

In a nutshell, Traherne could be regarded the apotheosis of the Junior Ganymede tag: On the sweetness of Mormon life!


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The illustration is by William Arkle and can be found at:


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June 20th, 2015 01:07:41

What are Our Children Worth to Us?

May 18th, 2015 by G.

Saturday I came home mid-morning from helping a neighbor with his irrigation turn. My son met me at the door. Can anyone be as solemn as a kid with an announcement? Solemnly, he informed me he couldn’t plant corn that day. (more…)

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May 18th, 2015 09:33:15

Bubbly Woe

May 11th, 2015 by G.

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May 11th, 2015 09:46:52

Howdy, Flatfoot

April 12th, 2015 by G.

Hartley's new 'Cowboy Hat'

Your son must have wheedled your wife while shopping this week.  You deduce this when you hear a call from your entryway this Sunday morning.  “Come and see, Dad, come and see.  I’m going to wear a cowboy hat to church just like you, Dad.”

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April 12th, 2015 21:11:48

Taking the Eggs for a Sunday Drive

March 23rd, 2015 by G.

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March 23rd, 2015 15:51:31

Good Deeds Pierce the Veil

March 07th, 2015 by G.

It is night.  You are laying in bed.  The rising moon makes your curtains glow with a faint luminance.  Your mind and body are at rest.  You hear your wife breath in slow rhythm.  You think she is asleep. (more…)

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March 07th, 2015 09:18:01

This is My Boy. I Love Him and I’m Proud of Him.

February 16th, 2015 by G.

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February 16th, 2015 07:26:44

Investigators on Scout Sunday

February 09th, 2015 by G.

You have a new bishopric. This is their first Sunday. They are fumbling a little. The counselor releases your ward mission leader, Brother X, and then asks for a vote of thanks to him or her. He adlibs that the bishopric is here to serve the ward, if only through comic relief.

The theme for the talks is Boy Scouting.  You are worried; a nice investigator family with the cute little daughters of the world is attending for the first time.  The talks won’t have much to offer them, you think.  The first speaker is the Scoutmaster.  He has a bunch of girls, no boys.  “My job,” he says, “is to raise the kind of men I’d want my daughters to marry.”  Bingo.

A guy who moved in to your ward a year ago tells how a dream his little sister had, telling her to go to primary, brought him back into the church as a teenager (no one else in the family wanted to take her, so he got the detail).

In Elders’ Quorum your baby daughter belches like a hog after you give her a bottle. You spend the afternoon making lemon icecream and French fries for your oldest daughter’s birthday dinner.

That is your Mormon Sunday.

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February 09th, 2015 09:12:12

Some Benefits of Attending Sunday Meetings

February 05th, 2015 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life. Dan Peterson writes eloquently about going to church.

A small excerpt:

Some have noticed that, once Americans are out of high school and into their mid-twenties, most never sing much any more. A small thing, you might think, but not completely unimportant. Church, however, offers not only congregational singing, but the chance to participate in a choir. And, for some, the opportunity to play the piano and the organ on a regular basis. Good things. They keep music alive among ordinary people who aren’t professionals at it. We who participate in church have other sources of music beyond iPods. We’re not just passive consumers of it.

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February 05th, 2015 08:02:30

Love Talk

January 12th, 2015 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life.

Because your wife is the Stake Primary President and has to spend most Sundays out visiting other wards; because the two of you have a little baby; because she took your oldest daughter with her to help with the baby; because of all that, it is early Sunday afternoon, your middle daughters and little son are eating the sandwiches you made for them, and you are enjoying lassitude in the winter sun streaming through the windows. (more…)

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January 12th, 2015 11:21:52