Judge Not–Or Should We?
Like many of you who were able to attend or watch the general Relief Society meeting last Saturday night, I loved listening to President Monson speak on charity at the close of the meeting. His remarks were loving, wise, and inspired. “Do [our] differences tempt us to judge one another?” asked President Monson. “Can we [...]
Revisiting First Impressions
Rosalyn Collings Eves is our UP CLOSE Trips and Travels guest author today. She enjoys traveling, although she hasn’t been able to do nearly as much of this since becoming a mother to two young children: a four-year-old boy and a two-year-old girl. When not trying to plan and execute child-friendly trips, she plays with [...]
Painting 101
Admittedly, I am a registered Republican. But, an active campaign volunteer, I’ve campaigned for more Democrats than Republicans. I vote for whomever I want. And I don’t like particularly like Kool-Aid. Not at all. I loved growing up in the Pacific Northwest. But I live in Utah now and have come to love its quirks [...]
Money Money Money
I stood idly in the coffee shop while Celia chose a bottled water and fished $2 out her purse for the cashier. We ambled back out into the mall as she popped the lid and took a long drink. “Aren’t you thirsty?” she asked. “Um yeah. ” I bit my lip and looked away. “Then [...]
Through My Window
Stephanie is a not-so-young mom of three young children. Her daily life consists mostly of caring for her family, finding matching socks, thinking of something to make for dinner, reading or writing something that uplifts her, and occasionally shaving her legs. Stephanie blogs about finding faith in the trenches of motherhood at Diapers and Divinity. [...]
To judge or be judged
You’ve all experienced this to some degree… to judge or be judged. I remind myself today that We are all fighting a hard fight. About others, we do not know the whole story. Others do not know the story of our struggles. A good friend told me that she tries to keep this thought in [...]
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 [...]
A stone’s throw
As I sat down with my family on the back row of the chapel I forced back unwanted tears and tried to ignore the bitter sting of what had just transpired. Someone–a good person whom I knew was well-intentioned–had just taken me to task based on something they had overheard my 13-year-old daughter say in [...]








