By Bethany Tolley I remember getting on my knees as a teenager. I’d just finished reading the Book of Mormon. So, I was doing what Moroni 10:3-5 said, I was asking of God if the book was true. After praying and asking, I knelt there …
By Bethany Tolley A few months ago, a dear friend of mine sent me a message on FB Messenger. This friend has been battling pancreatic cancer—one of the most monstrous cancers, not only in how it ravages the body, but mostly because it is so …
Poem and artwork by Bethany Tolley Dearest Lord if it be in Thy plan Let me trail after Thy certain steps, Let me find in my heart surety Knowledge pure evermore my chest. Let me walk joyfully in Thy wake Nevermore from Thy …
By Bethany Tolley This post is part of a series called Things As They Really Are. When I was young, I remember having a memory card game to help me learn all the prophets since Joseph Smith. The cards were a steely blue with …
By Bethany Tolley This post is part of a series called Things As They Really Are. I was driving home, staring at the rural highway ahead of me as I made the 30-mile commute home. Tall wheat-like grass and verdant mature deciduous trees waved …
By Bethany Tolley This post is part of a series called Things As They Really Are. I have a clear memory of putting a necklace, made with yarn and paper, around my neck. The ends of the yarn were tied to the top corners …