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Need that perfect quote for a church lesson? The perfect recipe? Ideas for a new modest wardrobe? Social media may have you drowning (or not) in options to choose from. So where do you go when you feel overwhelmed (or underwhelmed) with social media posts that fit your lifestyle?
Suicide—there are no words that describe the anguish that word brings to those affected by it. Unfortunately, some know that anguish all too well.
A call for help draws wizard Alexander Taylor into an adventure that he knows nothing about.
In 1988, an earthquake devastated an Armenian city. After the shaking stopped, a father ran breathlessly to his son’s school, now a pile of rubble, and began to frantically yet carefully remove the broken pieces of the building. When others told him to stop because there were no signs of life and it was hopeless, he replied that he had made a promise that he would always be there for his son. He removed rubble for 38 hours. Other parents cried and wailed, but did not help. Then the voice came. “Dad! It's me Armand! I told the other kids not to worry. I told them that if you were alive, you'd save me and they'd be saved!” The father helped his son and 13 other boys and girls from the debris (President James E. Faust, “Them That Honour Me I Will Honour,” April 2001 general conference).
I have a little confession: I don’t always follow the posted speed limit when I drive. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not a compulsive speeder, nor do I treat driving like I’m auditioning for the next Fast and Furious movie. It’s just that when I’m driving, I don’t always pay as close attention to the speed limit as I probably should. In fact, most of the time, I just match the pace set by everyone else on the road around me. I quite literally follow the crowd. And when I catch myself in the act—usually when I spot a police car up ahead and reflexively hit the brakes—it’s then I notice how fast I was really going, and that I could have gotten into trouble.
There are very few things I can stand at a pulpit and testify I know are true. Among them are that I know my Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother love me with an infinite, unfathomably deep and perfect love, and they are far more merciful to me than I deserve. The second is that I know that Jesus Christ, my brother and Savior, died for me, knows me—my pains, shortcomings, sins, weaknesses, joys, and strengths—entirely, and that He has never and will never abandon me.
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.
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One LDS mom found a unique way to greet her returned missionary at the airport in Washington, D.C., when he returned from his mission to Sacramento, California.
“If you really listen to this story you will realize there really is no other explanation but God," Tiffany Johnson said.
Tonight, the championship game of the NCAA Tournament will be played in Minneapolis, but recently, a group reunited in Salt Lake City to relive their own March Madness 50 years ago. These days, “Church Ball” is used to describe a recreation-league type experience held once a week at your local chapel or stake center. But in 1969, Marshall Hamilton and his teammates left their home in Cincinnati to drive more than 1,650 miles to play in the All-Church tournament. Victories in a stake tournament, a district tournament, and a regional tournament made them eligible to compete in the All-Church tournament so they formed a three-car caravan and made the trek west. Their team played their way to a championship on stomachs full of fried chicken, having consumed three meals a day from Harman Café (the predecessor of Kentucky Fried Chicken).