By Lara Niedermeyer
Editorial Why are creative endeavors important in our lives (both mortal and immortal)? Why do we do what we do as writers, artists, and purveyors of these things? There are a lot of different answers to these questions, but I find for myself it is ultimately about connection and growth. Author Chaim Potok wrote, “Art …
By Erin Kahn
He wrote the prologue and appeared in it,The Author made flesh became the WordAnd dwelt among His characters,Redeeming them with the ink of His blood.The Poet who spoke creationSpoke Himself into the stanzaTo do what His creations could not –Rhyme human with eternal.Every tale springs from this tree. Ages on, He calls usLike Peter, to …
By Sarah Colby
Of all the fruits in the garden,I was the only one not named. I hung at your outstretched fingertips,easy reach when you stood tiptoe,a graceful dancer curved carefullyso as not to touch the serpent iridescentin the green shimmer beguiling you with promises of wisdom, denying death.And so you did eat, sunkyour teeth into my succulence,savored …
By Olivia Grover
It seemed strange to be in this part of the mansion, where cobwebs decorated the walls and dust painted every surface. Natalie wrinkled her nose, stifling an impending sneeze. Even after months of working as a maid for the Proxy, Bronte Shaw, she’d never been in this wing. As right hand man to the Electonate …
By Samantha Hastings
I woke up without Ma’s familiar warmth by my side, nor her saw-like snore filling my ears. Blinking, I realized that the sun had somehow risen. I sat up, sore all over from sleeping in the wagon with what was left of our earthly possessions: a butter churn, a pan, a Book of Mormon, and …
By Linda Hoffman Kimball
I first met Sue Bergin in November 2016 during an extremely difficult time. My father-in-law Edward L. Kimball was in his final days, and Sue arrived to provide medicine and hospice care at his home in Provo, UT. Her cheerful demeanor, skill and confidence, and her recognition and affirmation of Edward’s Life-Well-Lived was both consolation …
By Shari Crall
Since the 1990s, after therapy and feeling the ransoming love of the Savior, I have had a large print of Minerva Teichert’s “Christ in a Red Robe” hung in my home where I could see it daily. I added a brass plate that read, “I have graven thee on the palm of my hands.” Last …
There many things I love in life. One of these things is food, and another is history. Over the pandemic, many of us got into the sourdough craze (guilty!), but I went further. My family and I used to take cooking classes whenever we travelled internationally (I make a mean Cambodian Curry), so in reminiscence …
By Shari Crall
So this is what it feels like in the crosshairs. As the grandmother of a transgender child, mildly biding my time just trying to be supportive, making sure she felt our love and acceptance, learning the ropes of this world, I find myself suddenly frozen. As each headline has crossed my screen, I haven’t opened …
By Linda Hoffman Kimball
My husband Chris Kimball has a new book out called “Living on the Edge of the Inside: a Survival Guide.” It’s published by BCC Press. He describes it this way: “This book is for people like me who have concerns about the Church that make leaving a genuine consideration, but have decided or chosen or …