This photograph makes me smile. Looking at the little house against the backdrop of the magnificent mountain and landscape reminds me of our tiny attempts at creation or accomplishment or performance compared to the grandeur of God’s work. And yet, I don’t think that home is diminished in the comparison. It is not pitiful or …
I think there is not a phrase in the world my children dread hearing more than, “I need to talk to you” (which shows the relatively sheltered life my children have led–I can think of many worse things to hear!) While that may make it seem that talking to me is full of rage or …
Burden-the very word indicates heaviness and dread. And while we may know intellectually that burdens provide the resistance that make us stronger, few of us would choose to carry them if we could avoid it. Perhaps, however, our burdens become blessings depending on how and with whom we carry them. The people of Alma, who …
Years ago I read a story by S. Michael Wilcox that has stayed with me. As I remember it, Brother Wilcox was sitting on his bed preparing a lesson. His young son sat with him. As Brother Wilcox prepared, he read and marked scriptures, writing notes in the margins, and underlined important words and passages. …
I really, really, really do not like making mistakes. You’d think I’d get over that attitude, considering how many I have made in my life, but…still working on that. I know that making mistakes is part of the process of growing and learning, and I don’t beat myself up for making them, I just don’t …
