I sat back in my chair as I listened to the teacher recite the same story of Joseph Smith that he had been repeating to us all week. The handful of other students in my class looked just as bored.
The the teacher turned and asked, “Now who can tell us what year the Saints arrived in Far West Missouri?”
Since no one else responded, I raised my hand. Read the rest of the story »
I woke from my fitful sleep to a light in my eyes. As I was groggily sitting up and regaining consciousness, I heard Spencer say “See? I knew we’d find him here.” Then Spencer and Sam both squeezed into the tiny room, standing the flashlight up to point at the…
When I got to my room, I found that Janie was in there with her ironing board all set up and a huge pile of ironing she was working on. It looked like a bunch of men’s shirts, so I didn’t ask her about it because really I didn’t want…
The modern Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is awash with mainstreaming. Becoming a god of your own planet (or universe), Heavenly Mother, even the name “Mormonism” — anything that might make Mormons look weird to Evangelical Christians — gets ignored out of existence. I’ll admit that a lot…
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If you’re Not writing professionally, you’re missing the boat.
Your talent at writing jumps off the page and entices readers to finish what they started, without stopping.
I love your work!
Thanks GNPE!!!
Maybe someday it will be a professional endeavor, but for the moment it’s just a hobby. 😉