Your Bum is Showing
I live in a place that has a relatively nice winter climate. Consequently there is quite a large population of panhandlers (or hobos, as my kids prefer to call them). Usually they wait at freeway exits and stoplights with their handmade signs stating the reasons I should feel extra sorry for them (I’m a veteran! [...]
Prattler
If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man’s religion is vain.
James 1:26
“I wish you hadn’t told me those things about *Michelle,” my husband said as we drove from the Cheesecake Factory. We would meet up again with Dave and Michelle at [...]
Alms
The Relief Society President held up a small, stuffed animal with button eyes. “We will be making these for an orphanage in Honduras,” she said with a little too much delight. The sisters gathered together with ready sewing machines and willing hands. My friend’s heart sank with those words. It plummeted further as she realized [...]
Fat Girl
the first of a two-part series
If you want to see me come undone, just make fun of the chubby kid.
BYU. 1989. Religion 324: Doctrine & Covenants Manual pg. 382.
My aged instructor read Question A out loud:
“Why did God give me a body that is fat and ugly? I’ll never get a date because [...]
Dark Glass, Energy of Heart
The little boy who sits next to my first grader daughter has been bugging her. “He calls me a baby,” she said. “He says I’m just a little cry-baby. In the lunch line, every day.”
“People who make fun of other people are usually insecure themselves,” I said. A little too intensely, and it came [...]
How do I judge thee? Let me count the ways…
Bishop Brown stood in the common, legs crouched, hands held ready. As the disk sailed across the clear blue sky, he leapt and caught it with a loud, “Yes!”
His wife, Peggy, laughed as he held it above his head like a trophy, then readied herself for her own catch.
Soon, they settled into an easy [...]
a different sort of happily-ever-after
“I don’t’ think there has ever been a premarital couple who is closer than Beau and I are. We’re one of the rare lucky ones whose union far exceeds the sum of it’s parts…one plus one equals a billion. I have a feeling the best thing I’m going to have in this life is my [...]
Dating, Courtship, Marriage, WORK
Attention all Segullah readers: The deadline (August 15th) is quickly approaching for our 5th anniversary issue on Dating, Courtship and Marriage. We hope to make this an extended issue examining every aspect of bliss and heartbreak, but we need your contributions. Writing tips can be found here and submission information is here. Be sure to [...]
Burying our Weapons of War
The newest installment in July’s “Up Close” series on Inactivity and Faith struggles is Kim, a mother of four daughters and seven granddaughters. To balance things out her husband has been involved in Boy Scouts for 20 of their 36 years of marriage…so they have many wonderful young men in their lives. Now that all [...]
“All Things Must Fail”
I try hard to minimize the amount of medication I take, but I have a pretty major sleep disorder, and drugs have been a heavensend in managing it.
When my sleep meds stopped working last winter, life got really hard. My health problems (undiagnosed chronic issues) predictably worsen when my sleep isn’t good. I [...]
Putting Away Childish Things
Last Thursday, I buried my mother.
My dad offered the family prayer while I stood by her coffin, patting her shoulder and running my fingers through her hair. She clearly wasn’t in her broken body anymore, but it was sacred to me, and I loved touching her hands and face and running my fingers over her [...]
the essence
My mom is dying.
Just three weeks ago, I was moving my graceful bleeding hearts from pots into the shady side garden. My little Mary wore her stiff pink garden gloves and chatted with me as I dug deep holes over by the rose arch, “What’s this called? Is that a weed? Why are you putting [...]
Next to Godliness
Becky’s house is immaculate. Not just clean, but a place of wonder. There is no junk, no clutter; dust and crumbs are whisked away before they hit the floor or an unsuspecting tabletop.
Her four children are all well-trained to hang up backpacks, jackets, towels; to stow away shoes and dirty laundry; to eat without spilling [...]
All the World’s a Critic
Have you heard the three rules of human relationships?
First, don’t criticize.
Second, don’t criticize.
Hmm, and what’s the third one again?
A stone’s throw Part II
Obviously this (see Part I if you haven’t already) resonates with people in a very personal and painful way.
So why do you think we–I dare say especially as women–continue to do the very same thing to others?







