For more articles like this, please visit the Fall 2018 Issue. Being a black Latter-day Saint and knowing that Elijah Abel was ordained to the priesthood reinforces my belief that God is no respecter […]
[…] in movies “incidental music.” And yet, the whistle penetrated him, impelling him to move on to the black top, between the lines, to cross the street against the light. Sweat beaded on his back […]
[…] tapped out an ellipsis stretching from her mother’s labor bed. She ran hard at first, hoping that black figures would sprout from the horizon and grow into the company she was pursuing. Finally she […]
[…] among them and such loving communion with each other. At first we felt like intruders in the black man’s heaven. Only those of us who had known such spirit at some time in our […]
Both sides of the current debate over the date of the First Vision have tried to establish the time when members of the Smith family joined the Presbyterian church in Palmyra. The primary source for…
[…] to come unto him and partake of his goodness; and he denieth none that come unto him, black and white, bond and free, male and female; and he remembereth the heathen; and all are […]
[…] Rod archaeologists. Mormon intellectuals, it seems to me, have taken three ways to extract themselves from the di lemma. The more traditionalist, such as my friend John Sorenson, have tried to steer their stern […]
[…] from Vietnam in one piece. I was in the first war myself.” Steve sat down on the black leather chair next to the aquarium, but he didn’t open the Life. Mrs. Anderson pushed one […]
[…] the problem harshly: “Blood, pain, brutality, violence, death contradicted the earth’s vast loveliness”; death was a “ black hooded wasp.” One year to the day from his brother’s death, David Wright was baptized a […]
This talk is necessarily going to be “oral history.” As such it is suspect, as most oral history must be. Time plays tricks on our memories. It beclouds our judgment, confuses people, bends our interpretations,…