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Dear to the Heart of the Shepherd

Today’s Up Close guest post is by Sunny Smart. She is a stay at home mom with four wonderful, hilarious kiddos and one hard-working, good-natured husband. She has battled depression at various times in her life and to varying degrees. She wanted to share her story so that others who suffer silently and alone might [...]

Wielding Power

That I may live to be one of the best women, who make others glad that they were born. -George Eliot’s Daniel Deronda Power conjures up images of the conquering Alexander the Great, Donald Trump’s boardroom, or Bill Gates’ bank account. But that is not my power. While I may lack political power, star power, or excess capital, I [...]

Sisterly Love

When I was a little girl I thought one of the happiest sounds I’d ever heard was my mother laughing with her six sisters. They’d stand around my grandmother’s kitchen, washing the dishes and putting away the Christmas dinner leftovers, laughing so loudly they sounded like the kookaburras that cackled outside my window every morning. [...]

I Learned the Truth at Seventeen

Marla is a Utah native and a professional writer and editor. She is just weeks away (fingers crossed) from completing a master’s degree in English. She loves running, biking, reading, writing, and lurking on the Segullah blog. She blogs at mindofmarla.blogspot.com. I went to the Victorian exhibit at the BYU Museum of Art a few [...]

Weekday sisterhood and Relief Society meetings

My first day as a Relief Society sister was my first Sunday after moving away to college. Where earlier that week I had been excited and hopeful, after five days away, I was now lonely and sad. The opening hymn of Relief Society was one I’d never heard before (and have since heard oh so [...]

From the Inside Looking Out

  I never thought about it happening on a play date. My new-found friend and I had spent a delightful day making bread, mixing soup and baking cookies. While the kids played happily, we talked about art, literature, church, friends and living providently while we swapped funny stories and checked on the kids. We talked [...]

Baby Sister

I was fourteen when my youngest sister, Charlotte, was born. Because my mother birthed her at home, I saw her when she was just seconds old and watched my father cut her cord, bundle her in a blanket, and hand her to my mother. When she cried her first soft cry, I fell in love [...]

Highly Favored

Today’s guest post comes from Michelle F. Michelle is a full-time mother of two little boys and a part-time voice teacher. She has an English degree with a theater minor from BYU and lives in Provo, Utah. She sings like an angel and served a mission in Bulgaria, where her mother was born. It happened [...]

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 [...]

Ward Envy

A missionary plunked out a hymn on an electronic keyboard in the cramped hotel conference room. Beata was the first speaker. She told us that her husband was out of work and she lives in a town where the Church just barely exists, but the gospel of Jesus Christ is her lifeline, the ray of [...]

Icebreaker

When we were first married my husband used to laugh at me every time we’d drive past a quaint little farm in some charmingly rural area nowhere close to somewhere and I would get this dreamy look in my eyes and say, “Let’s buy it! I want to live here!” He knows me too well.

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