The Iron Rod

Fear came to my heart

because I could not see.

I could not tell

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God Is at the Helm

by M. Russell Ballard

I’ve heard the complaints.  In fact, I saw the criticism first of the latest hubbub.  It gave me a moment to pause and I looked up the official word.  Then it all made sense.

I have stayed out of the ring for the most part when it comes to the idle chatter of the day.  When people are so quick to misinterpret and misunderstand, why should I say anything more?

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