Why Marriage and Family Matter – Everywhere in the World
by L. Tom Perry
Funny thing, when I watched conference in April I thought the main theme had to do with gaining, nurturing, and preserving my testimony.
Mrs. Smith
My mom believed her children needed piano lessons. I’m not sure why other than maybe to make us more refined or to give us a little culture. At any rate, my sister took them and mom signed me up for them from the same teacher. I had an ace in the hole though. My brother taught me the scales before my very first lesson. That ace turned out to work against me.
Why I like Memorial Day
It’s a ritual of the living.
We set aside a time to remember.
First, those who have fallen
defending freedom.
Then the others.
Memorial Day 2015
Choose to Believe
by L. Whitney Clayton
“Belief and testimony and faith are not passive principles. They do not just happen to us. Belief is something we choose—we hope for it, we work for it, and we sacrifice for it. We will not accidentally come to believe in the Savior and His gospel any more than we will accidentally pray or pay tithing. We actively choose to believe, just like we choose to keep other commandments.”
I don’t know why
The other night I tossed and turned. I couldn’t sleep. You know how worries always weigh ten times more at night? It was that kind of night.
Choose to Believe
* This is a letter I gave to each of my nieces and nephew in 2007.
Let me start off by saying I am not a preacher. You have enough preachers in your life, I am not one of them. This is simply my testimony and my witness. This year we have been studying the New Testament in Sunday School. The New Testament is full of letters and epistles from Paul and other leaders of the church to the early saints. During a Sunday School class I challenged the class members to write their own epistle. “Who would you write to?” I asked. “What would you write?”
I decided to write my epistle to you. Yes, I like using the word epistle instead of letter, it makes me feel smarter. Keep in mind, the words and thoughts I share, I share with love.
– Aunt C.
To my married friends…
Dear friend,
I know when we get together
there is no holding back
we can talk forever.
