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Pain into Beauty
I am a little girl, old enough to watch my younger brothers and sister, but too young to drive. I stand by the front window, the one in the dining room where I have a clear view of the driveway and the road in front of my house. I’m trying to quell a fear that my parents won’t come home. Not because they don’t want to, but for some reason outside of anyone’s control. Like a car wreck. I leave the window, with a knot in my stomach, only to return every few minutes to look down the road. Worry. It turns out they did come home, every time they…
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On Sacred Ground
Anyone who knows me even a little knows two things about me. My family is my orbit and my faith in Jesus Christ is my anchor. My church (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) and its history are important to me. I’ve experienced most of the U.S. church history sites with my family and have lived near several of them. When we lived near St. Louis, we were 3 hours from Nauvoo, IL. We took visitors 5 times that year. It is a place I love knowing. When we lived near Salt Lake City, UT, we were close to church history sites all over the state. It’s a…
