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Mormon women blogging about the peculiar and the treasured

You Really Need to Read This

As the official Announcements Writer for Segullah, I’ve been tasked with reminding you that the newest issue of Segullah is going to press and only those with subscriptions will get a copy of this particular issue.  I could make statements like “ACT NOW!”  or “The time is far spent!” or “This will make the perfect [...]

Time is Running Out

to get your submission to us for the spring/summer 2012 issue of Segullah. The theme for the issue is Justice and Mercy, and the deadline is this Thursday, September 1st. If you have an essay on this topic that is 1,000 to 3,500 words, we’d love to hear from you. You’ll find style guidelines here [...]

I’m a foot, not a nose

Sometimes I think of myself as a foot in the body of Christ’s church—relatively unglamorous (painted toenails notwithstanding), but willing to work and contribute in many ways. So when I got one of those fateful phone calls asking me to meet with the bishop, I considered the possibilities. Maybe he’d ask me to walk or [...]

Segullah’s Book Club Discussion: The Year My Son and I Were Born

Today for Segullah’s book club we are discussing The Year My Son and I Were Born, written by our very own Kathryn Lynard Soper. This memoir takes us through the first year of Kathy’s life with her son, Thomas, who was born with Down syndrome. Although the book takes as one of its subjects the [...]

Milk before meat

Our family joined the Church the summer when I was fourteen, my brother was ten, and my sister was six. We grew up in Connecticut as a churchgoing family, but after church was over at 10:15 on Sunday morning, we were free to do what we wanted with the rest of the day. In the [...]

Discussion Questions for The Year My Son and I Were Born

Tomorrow, Friday, August 26th, we will be discussing The Year My Son and I Were Born, written by our very own Kathryn Lynard Soper. This memoir takes us through the first year of Kathy’s life with her son, Thomas, who is born with Down syndrome. Although the book takes as one of its subjects the [...]

Call for Volunteers!

Are you dying to sink your teeth into a creative project? Have you wondered how to spend some of your creative energy? Segullah is looking for volunteers, and we’re hoping you’re interested! We run this blog, our literary journal, and a background non-profit organization, and we’ve listed below a few positions that we are looking [...]

Sunrise, Sunset or Where Did the Summer Go?

This morning my children will don their new school clothes and, toting new backpacks stuffed with sharpened pencils and blank notebooks, they’ll head out the door for the first day of school. And, just like that, summer vacation will be over. Like me, you may be wondering where the summer went. I always start summer [...]

A Woman, but Never a Young One

I know this may be tempting the fates, but I have never yet served in the Young Women’s program. When I joined the church in college in Massachusetts, I joined a university ward that only had adult programs. I had all manner of wonderful role models – male and especially female. I had mentors of [...]

Postponing the Discussion of Kathy Soper’s The Year My Son and I Were Born

So the plan was to discuss our very own Kathy Soper’s fabulous memoir, The Year My Son and I Were Born, for our book club today. But summer has gotten away from me and now I find myself away from home on vacation, squeezing time between trips to the cabin and visits to the Bountiful [...]

choosing covenant

I wrote this a while ago when I was feeling conflicted about making covenants while too young to fully understand them. Both the poem and my feelings are still a work in progress, so we can talk about either. “the serpent” you have the power to choose, he hisses, wrapping around my discontent with soothing [...]

The Birthday Gift

Today’s guest post comes from Sarita Rich. Sarita is from Kotzebue, Alaska and moved to Utah in 2003, convinced that she would save lives as a graduate from BYU’s College of Nursing. But instead Chem 101 intervened and she changed her major to English Teaching. When she is not fighting the urge to correct grammatical [...]

A Man to Remember

This morning, in a Salt Lake City chapel, seats will overflow with individuals who have come to remember a great man – a man “of strong faith and a firm mind in every form of godliness” (Moroni 7: 30). Elder Marion D. Hanks, emeritus general authority of the LDS Church, passed away last week at age [...]

Shakespeare, Stumped, and Star-Crossed

(I want to apologize that I am posting about the same blog topic two days in a row. I wrote this post a couple of days ago and just found Rosalyn’s lovely post when I went to put this up. Maybe we need to discuss the topic some more. I really appreciated anon’s comment from [...]

Schooling in Agency

Today marks the end of an online freshman writing class I’ve been laboring over since the end of May. I have a love/hate relationship with online classes: as a mother with young children at home, I’m a big fan of the convenience and flexibility. As a teacher, I struggle with the distance between me and [...]

Remembering Chieko Okazaki

Sister Chieko Okazaki, a beloved LDS leader, teacher, writer, and speaker, passed away on Monday, August 1st. She served as First Counselor to Relief Society President Elaine L. Jack from 1990 to 1997, but her influence was lifelong and wide-ranging. Chieko’s service in the General Relief Society presidency occurred during a particularly formative time in [...]

His Wonderful Works

The summer when I was 14 years old, my family made one of our many treks to a national park, this time the Rocky Mountain National Park in Colorado. I don’t remember many details of the trip—I’m sure I snagged a window seat (asserting my power as the second oldest), I’m sure as we drove [...]

I’d like a sure thing, with a side order of easy

In this gaming era of Ninjas that slice up flying fruit and plants that fight against zombies, I have to say that I’m still partial to the game of Solitaire. I love the way it’s done or not done. It doesn’t continue for hours on end, level after level. It’s just a nice, tidy little [...]

Cures For Things I Don’t Want

When the pediatrician told me that she thought it was best for my 10 year old to get the HPV vaccine, I said, “Isn’t that a sexually transmitted thing?” And she responded with unchecked wide eyes. Was she surprised at my nonchalance? I couldn’t tell. She said to me: “Yes. It’s sexually transmitted,” and then [...]

Grown up Evenings

I always had this image in my head of what it would be like when I was grown up, married, and had kids. After I tucked my darlings into bed, I pictured myself spending calm, quiet evenings sitting on a comfortable couch,  a good reading lamp by my side, while my husband and I engaged [...]

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