What is it about The Princess Bride that Mormons love so much? The squeaky-clean humor? The undeniable romance? The R-O-U-S-es?
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Mawwiage. Mawwiage is what—oh wait. Let me try again. The Pwincess Bwide. The Pwincess Bwide is what bwings us togevvah today.
As a culture, that tongue-in-cheek statement is really quite accurate. Nearly every Mormon loves The Princess Bride, and if they don’t love it, they’ve at least seen it. And I openly confess: I love it more than most Mormons. I don’t even remember the first time I saw it, but I can guarantee that it was definitely before I graduated from Primary. I might not be able to quote the entire movie word for word—but I’m pretty darn close.
If you're LDS chances are good you know someone who runs on "MST"--Mormon Standard time. But the idea of chronic tardiness to church events goes deeper than poor time management on the part of some members.
No matter where you live around the globe, as a Latter-day Saint, you probably know someone who runs on MST. No, I’m not talking “Mountain Standard Time” (which is actually the time zone of the Church Headquarters on Salt Lake City, Utah). I’m talking “Mormon Standard Time,” the apparent tendency for some members to arrive late to almost any church function, from sacrament meeting to mutual and more.
We know pornography is a threat for our sons, but what about our daughters? Pornography isn’t just a male problem, and it’s important we also know how our daughters are being targeted and how to protect them.
Near the end of my college career, I was living with a close friend. As we sat in the kitchen one night she said, “Sierra, I used to be addicted to pornography.”
I was floored.
I knew pornography was a problem, but I thought it was a male problem. And I know I’m not alone in this assumption. So much of what we hear about pornography focuses on protecting our sons, but pornography also affects our daughters—we can’t ignore that anymore.
When my husband admitted he was not physically attracted to me, I knew something had to change--just not what I thought.
This story came from the new book, Why I Don't Hide My Freckles Anymore: Perspectives on True Beauty. Reposted here with permission.
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Six months after our wedding, my husband and I gingerly approached a topic that was becoming obvious to both of us—he was not physically attracted to me.
Today is the 172nd birthday of the Relief Society. As we celebrate, let's think about how we can tailor Relief Society to fit the needs of our sisters.
By definition, Relief Society is "one size fits all." Its membership is every Latter-day Saint woman over eighteen and mothers under eighteen. But differences among us abound: ages, cultures, occupational status, ethnicity, education, incomes, church involvement, social skills, political beliefs, hobbies and interests . . . and the list goes on! Creating an inclusive, nurturing environment for everyone can be a challenge. But solutions can be found when we apply President Gordon B. Hinckley's formula for involving new Church members: give each sister "a friend, a responsibility, and nurturing with 'the good word of God.'"
Renee Harding was new to Raleigh, North Carolina and feeling alone and sad, says her friend Michal Thompson. Then a Relief Society sister invited her to play tennis. "She was tempted to decline because of her lack of tennis skill," says Michal. "However, this sister insisted that neither skill nor tennis fashion applied!"
Renee started playing. Later, when Michal moved into her ward, Renee invited Michal to play, too. "She seeks me out to make sure I can come," says Michal. "I feel like she thinks I'm important."
The Relief Society president of a newly-organized ward used a similar idea to help sisters get acquainted. Her Enrichment committee organized hobby groups. Sisters signed themselves up and planned their own get-togethers. Some groups eventually fizzled out, but they served their purpose: to introduce like-minded sisters in casual settings.