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There’s never been a better time to freshen up your home decor or stock up on great gifts for your entire family! Whether it’s adding some new pillows on your bed or finding an inspiring new book to read, you’ll find something you’re sure to love during the Deseret Book sale and the Latter-day Home sale.

“He lives with a resurrected body. There is no truth or fact of which I am more assured, or know better by personal experience, than the truth of the literal Resurrection of our Lord.”

When Elder Edward Dube was a child, his mother told their family stories and valuable life lessons while they sat beneath a mango tree close to their home. It was also under those branches where his mother taught her son that one day, he would need to venture beyond the shade of that tree.

Anyone who has spent time doing family history research or indexing has likely come across an interesting name or two. Sometimes we love names from history, and other times they’ve become outdated enough to prompt a chuckle.

Looking for a family-friendly activity to celebrate Pioneer Day this year? The Church History Museum is hosting an Evening from the Museum Program to highlight artifacts from the Mormon Trails exhibit on Temple Square.

The open house, youth devotional and rededication of the Washington D.C. Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (originally scheduled for last year but delayed because of COVID-19) will now take place in 2022.

A former heroin addict, Ginny Burton is now a college graduate and a Truman Scholar. She’s also a Latter-day Saint.

From French Polynesia to New Zealand, many humanitarian projects have been taking place these last few months in the Pacific. An article on Church News recently highlighted some of these acts of service.

Not long after my mission, I found myself drawn back to my native alienation. It’s been a constant struggle for me to inhabit the world of people. I’ve had moments, even months, of warm clarity of vision. But then I have receded again into my natural state, bondage to some vision of my own power and priority. My wife and then my children, in company with others who have loved me, have slowly made me more open and tender—even loving. By the time I was in my thirties, I still struggled with the nagging sense that I was by nature a misanthrope. But there were people in my life whom I loved, and I could generally be kind to the rest, as long as I remembered to work at it.