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Sleeping Younguns

December 21st, 2016 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life.

Really, on the sweetness of fatherhood and motherhood.

There is something irreplaceable about carrying your small, sleeping children to bed.  It is an experience that never palls. (more…)

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December 21st, 2016 08:38:24

A New Aristocracy

December 13th, 2016 by G.

How can you not check out a general conference talk titled “The New Aristocracy“? (Saturday morning, October 1974, Elder Faust).

It did not disappoint.


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December 13th, 2016 08:28:27

A Good Day

December 07th, 2016 by G.

You take the sacrament.

You interview your children one by one and bless them as a father while your wife takes treats to the farm wife she visit teaches.

Your family goes to your office to decorate it for Christmas.  Your daughters arrange the nativity, your son’s eyes gleam when you pull out the model train.

A good day.

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December 07th, 2016 09:09:34

The Saints Together

November 30th, 2016 by G.

Friday morning you show up three hours from your home in the New Mexican city to visit your brother and his family.  You realize you don’t know the address of his new home and don’t have directions.  You also realize that  you forgot to bring your phone with you. (more…)

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November 30th, 2016 10:18:15

You Big Lug

November 16th, 2016 by G.

Your engineer bishop is gone.  Your janitor counselor is running the service.  “The opening prayer will be . . . uh, I wonder who I asked . . .” He grins wryly.  A brother in the back raises his hand. (more…)

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November 16th, 2016 08:15:56

Special musical number

November 13th, 2016 by Vader

Your ward is unusually blessed with musical talent. Most Sacrament meetings include a musical number halfway through the service, in addition to the usual hymns.

This week it is a mother and daughter on violin with piano accompaniment. The daughter begins, playing the familiar tune from “A Child’s Prayer”. Her playing is that of a promising student who has begun to master the volin: On pitch, on tempo, but slightly tentative, with no vibrato.

On the second verse, the mother takes over. The mother is the principal of her section in the local orchestra. The music is rich, vibrant, full of life. For a moment you feel slightly badly that the mother is showing up her daughter, a little.

Then it hits you. The first verse of the song is the child’s prayer. The second verse is the parent reassuring the child that there is a Father who hears every prayer. The contrast in musical experience is perfect for the message of the song.

As the mother and daughter join in the fugue that is the third verse, you start to choke up.


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November 13th, 2016 14:46:40

A Taste of Things to Come

November 07th, 2016 by G.

There is something prophetic about going to the temple and seeing many old friends there.


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November 07th, 2016 07:42:20

My son, my son!

October 31st, 2016 by MC

“Is there any particular scripture story you want to read tonight, bud?”

“How about the one where King David’s son gets his hair caught on a tree and is killed?” You rack your brain. King David’s son? Absalom? Is that how Absalom dies? Yeah, that sounds familiar. But we only read that story one time, and it was at least six months ago. How does he remember it? At first you feel pride at having such a bright little boy, but then it hits you: If he can remember that, what else does he remember? You resolve to start behaving yourself better, lest your misdeeds be recorded on your Permanent Record. (more…)

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October 31st, 2016 02:34:48

Apple Harvest, Family Harvest

September 22nd, 2016 by G.

This morning you look at your whole crop of kids, laughing and chattering, eating apple pie for breakfast.  (more…)

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September 22nd, 2016 08:55:38

Emotions Made One

September 05th, 2016 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life.

One testimony meeting. Three weeping women. One somber man. A shy man. You–brief, bluff, manly—you have affected this style so often that now it comes natural. Another man, genial, laughing about the spiritual advice his dad used to give him, always concluding with, “and believe me, son, you need it.” A cheery, beaming sister.

You reflect that all these moods and modes of being are pleasing to God.

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September 05th, 2016 11:51:34

Water and Tears

August 29th, 2016 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life.

Sacrament.  The front row woman suddenly starts to cry hard.  A 12-year old deacon offers her the sacrament tray and a wad of tissue the Bishop gave him.  She takes the bread, and  mouthes “thank you.”

Your curly-headed toddler lolls in your lap.  “Jesus bread,” she says.

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August 29th, 2016 07:45:06

Cleaning Lady

August 22nd, 2016 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life.

You see the cleaning lady at your work in the front row at church. She does not speak English. She is beat down by life. Huh, you think, I did not realize she was Mormon.


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August 22nd, 2016 12:28:30


August 08th, 2016 by G.

A long trip.  Your relatives’ ward.  During the sacrament, he curls up on the pew and falls asleep with his head on your lap.  You stroke his hair.

You are grateful for the moment of fellowship you feel for the Father.

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August 08th, 2016 04:28:21

Priesthood is Power

July 18th, 2016 by G.

On the sweetness of Mormon life.

? Your Stake President is retired FBI. Brethren, he says with fervor, priesthood is power, like a .45 caliber in your hand.  (more…)

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July 18th, 2016 08:27:44

Peter and Icecream

June 07th, 2016 by G.

You conduct your Family Home Evening on the back porch, while making ice cream.  You puzzle over why your wife asked for vanilla flavor.

A younger daughter volunteers for the “Jesus minute.”  She tells about Peter walking on the water.  You tell your family you have been thinking about Peter too.  We stumble no matter where we walk, you say, so we might as well try walking on water.

Your wife hauls out a  half gallon of vanilla ice cream she got at a deep discount.  She has the children taste test the store ice cream and then your own, and calculate the costs.  Your children conclude that your ice cream tastes better and costs less, if you do not mind time spent on the back porch with the clan.

The younger daughter who volunteered licks the paddle.  Your curly-headed toddler takes a bite and chants “happy, happy, happy.”


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