Pray Without Ceasing
November 4, 2020[…] Portland, Oregon area, and while walking on trails from waterfall to waterfall or while standing on the beach observing the Pacific Ocean my heart rejoiced in the glory of God’s handiwork. But there are […]
[…] Portland, Oregon area, and while walking on trails from waterfall to waterfall or while standing on the beach observing the Pacific Ocean my heart rejoiced in the glory of God’s handiwork. But there are […]
[…] the answer, is adjacent to the title of this novel, a line from Matthew Arnold’s poem, “Dover Beach”: “for the world, which seems / To lie before us like a land of dreams, / […]
[…] through the years. Marilyn has also served as ward and stake relief society president in the Newport Beach area, accomplishing all this while raising five children and her husband. The Bentleys now are the […]
I remember that day perfectly—every violet plum with its orange smudges, the rim of the huge blue canning kettle smeared with thick yellow slime and little tatters of purple peel. It was the day I…
Steven whistled Neil Young songs to himself as the pickup sped north towards Saltillo. From the truck’s open bed, he commanded an obstructionless and enviable view of this Mexican wilderness’s enormous sterility. For some, it…
[…] attempts in the Old World and resulted in only four established species of livestock.” These were: the llama as a pack animal, the alpaca for its wool, and the guinea pig and turkey kept […]
[…] age before 1978, I would not have received the priesthood. I think about this as I consi der the history of racism in Brazil. The priesthood ban in Brazil was an attempt to continue […]
DZEH-NESH-CHEE-AH-NAH-TSIN-TLITI-TSAH-AS-ZIH. Elk-Nut-Eye-Match-Yuc ca. His grandfather used to say the bilagaanas always come in twos. The first time he was barely five years old, playing on a sand dune near their hogan west of Valley […]
On the day of her funeral, my mother’s two sister-wives put on a dinner in her honor. Sister Karen and Sister Sharlene spent the morning before the services baking pies and fresh bread, making potato…
[…] and he did. They’re living in a cardboard and tin shack in a squatter area on the beach, along with nine other people—some sort of cousins. She sent you this.” It was as though […]