My First Memory of Her
My earliest memory… I am standing up in my crib. It is dark, and I am crying softly. I want my mother. The door is open. I can see light from a room down...
Author: Jody England Hansen
Shield and Protection
I have heard stories all my life of how garments miraculously saved someone’s life. There are tales of people surviving fires or horrible accidents, and only suffering injury where garments did not cover them....
Deconstructing the P word
About 30 years ago a Utah Valley area authority was giving a talk to a large audience. He spoke of attending a sacrament meeting where a newly baptized family, consisting of parents and several...
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