I haven't been writing here for quite some time. I have been engaging in a wrestle with God. That wrestle was started a long time ago, yet I was unaware for most of it. I felt angry. I took that anger out on the most innocent people around me. These last few months, without church... Continue Reading →
In last week's Come Follow Me lessons in the New Testament, we read: Then Peter opened his mouth, and said, Of a truth I perceive that God is no respecter of persons:But in every nation he that feareth him, and worketh righteousness, is accepted with him.Acts 10:34-35 In my Come Follow Me study group comprised... Continue Reading →
It's been almost two years now, since I left New Hampshire in a van given to me by God and His angels, helping me to make it home to Olympia, Washington after The Car That Ran on Prayers was finally laid to rest in Manchester in late June 2017. I recently reflected on my Testimony... Continue Reading →
My Saturday nights used to be pretty eventful. Sometimes, in fact, back in the LBC (Life Before Church), Saturday nights went on so long, Sunday morning got involved. Sometimes, there was even breakfast. When my new friends in my new church explained that the only reason for breaking Sabbath was if the “oxen were in... Continue Reading →
The new study book and program "Come Follow Me" has made my scripture study easier and more enjoyable
Why must there be so much opposition in the world? This is the question I began asking myself when dealing with this social media outlet that was not allowing me one inch.
I have loved my "Irishness"ever since I first learned of my heritage, but I had no idea where in Ireland my family originated.
When our Prophet talks about us "all being mothers," what I feel him saying is that we are all creators. In her book of poetry, Mother's Milk, Rachel Hunt Steenblik opens up her heart and her yearning for a Mother in Heaven, a feeling many of us have felt. As a woman who has run home... Continue Reading →
Last year, when President Nelson made the announcement that members of our church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, would no longer be willingly known as “Mormons,” I felt confused and frustrated. I liked the name of my testimony blog and I didn’t think I would change it.
Since I started this blog, I've been guilty of something the leaders of my church warn against: I have only been showing the positive side. That is the simple reason that this blog has only published limited posts over the last five years. I do have another outlet for my writing online, but that outlet... Continue Reading →