Ash Wednesday Reflections
“For dust you are and to dust you shall return.” I am small.I am insignificant.I am nothing. I have been taught to push these words away, to regard them as deflating and demotivating. And...
Author: Amy
On voting and vulnerability
“Those in favour, please show by a raise of hands.” Counting, recounting, recording. “Those opposed, please show by a raise of hands.” Counting, recounting, recording. “The yeses take it.” I breathed a sigh of...
Where Charity and Love Are, God is There
Where charity and love are, God is there. Christ’s love has gathered us into one. Let us rejoice and be please in Him. Let us fear, and let us love the living God. And...
A Letter to my Eight-year-old Self on Confirmation Day
Dear Amy (or Amy Lynne as some family will continue to call you for quite some time), You made a big decision on the day that you chose to be baptized. You were excited...
For Everyone Born
“There are moments that the words don’t reach…” It’s been a hard week for so many people. I keep trying to find the words to describe the pain and disappointment but words are failing...
Unwilling Sacrifices
I know I’m about a year too late for this to be news, but I recently watched Suffragette with my family. Snuggled up under a warm comforter and popcorn in hand, I was expecting a feel-good,...
The Daughter of Jephthah: Remembering the Unnamed
This post was originally published on Young Mormon Feminists and is reposted as part of Exponent II’s series on Women in the Scriptures In an oft-forgotten story, lost within the violent passages of the...
The Blood on our Hands
A couple years ago, I had a conversation with one of my closest friends about my newly emboldened beliefs about the Church’s policies and political advocacy against LGBTQ rights. She implored that the Bible,...
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