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I have spent much of my life working with children and those who teach and care for them. I have noticed children quite naturally possess attributes that we sometimes end up missing in our adult lives: an inner desire to do right, a sense of worth, the ability to be happy, a capacity to love, an innate sense of wisdom, and a deep and trusting faith. It is as if children are carrying full buckets of water, and then they stagger into their teenage years and the water starts sloshing out. Then they face the blows of adulthood, and even more water escapes. Soon people are standing around with empty buckets. This emptiness is not because the buckets were never full; the buckets become empty when people lose what they once had.
Author’s Note: The principles in this article can help improve any marriage, but are not meant to be a solution to all marriage problems. For situations involving abuse, professional help is strongly encouraged.
In 2021, Family Discovery Day looked different. The in-person audience for Elder Jeffrey R. Holland’s and Sister Patricia Holland’s remarks was small but included those who are most important to the Hollands—their own children.
"While our own families are our most important responsibility, every family on the earth is in need of the vital blessings that come from living true principles."
Editor’s note: The following excerpt comes from a book about special witnesses of Jesus Christ. You can read this chapter in its entirety at truthwillprevail.xyz as well as other chapters as they are posted. This excerpt is republished here with permission.
When Sister Kristen Oaks married Elder Dallin H. Oaks in June 2000, she wasn’t just marrying an Apostle—she was stepping into a brand-new family.
How do we react when someone uses the scriptures as a weapon? And how do we overcome the contradictions we find in the scriptures? Read on for powerful insights from LDS scholars Fiona and Terryl Givens.
Shuffling through dirt and mud, stumbling over cold stones that rubbed their skin raw, Jane Elizabeth Manning James and her family inched toward Nauvoo, Illinois, barefoot. It was 1843; James was one of the first black converts to the Church and lived in a time where some people saw her as property first and a human being second.