Master of My Salvation by Annie Barlow Be Thou my Vision oh Lord of my heart. The path feels lonely, the way is dark. Art Thou still close; still the same? Wilt mine eyes, Thou graciously remain? To each side of the path, beasts lie …
Then and Now By Lauren Madsen @a.lingerling.light We stood together once,⠀ battling the one⠀ who would give no freedom.⠀ The one who rebelled⠀ and took others along.⠀ We chose the Savior then.⠀ United, we rejoiced⠀ and waited to come.⠀ ⠀ Here we live now, ⠀ …
Defining Sariah in the “White Space” By Jen Mabray In Latter-day Saint tradition, we love Sariah, the Matriarch in the Book of Mormon. However, no matter how often I read the Book of Mormon text, the verses about her never grow in number and only …
Remember, Know, Hear: A Personal Story by Melinda R. Morgan melindarmorgan.com @melinda.r.morgan Last year, my son informed me that he and his wife were moving away. This news broke my heart for it meant I would not be able to see my grandchildren very often. …
The Master Healer By Mary Gretsch@myhumblepoems Christ can truly healAny broken heartChrist can truly comfortAny sorrow He lives And He hears us He hears our every prayer Our every cry Our every pleading He knows all that is in our hearts. He always hears us. …
The First Vision: Comparing the 4 Accounts of Joseph Smith by Josh Squire I have known that there were multiple accounts of the first vision since my mission, but I had never really studied each of them. Over the last few weeks I have …
9 WAYS TO RISE TO OUR CALLING AS WOMEN by Jamie Johnson When President Russell M. Nelson gave us the challenge to prayerfully study D&C section 25, I was thrilled. Section 25 has always been one of my favorite passages of scripture. Maybe I identify …
FINDING SPIRITUAL STRENGTH THROUGH SCRIPTURE STUDY By Tyler Rickenbach No matter where you are in life, the holy scriptures can be a blanket of safety during times of peace and also during times of struggle. Are you ready? Let’s dive in. In the first …
POEM: KINTSUGI SHE By AshLee Lindsay As all do in their own time, She found herself broken, Careless cracks and missing pieces, From others and her own making, In all regards the final blow, Should have showered shards, All over her shared space, …