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Asking questions about the gospel is encouraged in the Church, as doing so can bring more knowledge and personal growth into your life. But how do you handle questions that challenge your faith? The July 2020 issue of the Ensign features two articles on this topic, giving insights on how to look for answers in a faithful way.
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Contortionists, weightlifters, and average Joes with really long fingernails. As April Gould flipped through the bizarre but captivating contents of Guinness World Records books, she knew, even as a child, that she wanted to be in one someday.
If service were a color, what color would it be? Maybe for you it’s a soft green or pastel blue. Perhaps it’s a dazzling purple or vibrant orange. For a very long time, service was always yellow to me because of the bright, sunny way serving makes me feel. Many years ago, a significant experience at Christmastime meant from that time on, service would forever be red.
Joseph and Hyrum’s martyrdom made headlines all across the country—with most sources condemned the act as murder and a scandal.
Editor's Note: The views, information, or opinions expressed in this column are solely those of the author. Readers should consider each unique situation. This content is not meant to be a substitute for individual, professional advice.
Talents. Family. Faith. All of these require work and hours of devotion if we ever want to develop any kind of skill. But when it comes to faith and matters of the Spirit, we can often become frustrated. We expect God to give us immediate results when we start putting forth just a little effort of our own. But, as Elder Quentin L. Cook showed in a recent Facebook post, that's simply not how faith and spiritual strength work:
Emma Sargeant and her husband, Heath, were asked the same question over and over again: “You’re in the prime of your life. Why are you adopting two adult children for a year?” The question is no doubt valid but, in their minds, there was no other option.
I joined the LDS Church less than three weeks after my first encounter with two Mormon missionaries, who I initially suspected were regular salesmen. It's a story I shared in my previous column. And now, as Paul Harvey used to say, here is “the rest of the story.”