President Oaks instructed that “all priesthood authority in the Church functions under the direction of the one who holds the appropriate priesthood keys.”

Vigor Komar lives in a tiny apartment on a hill above Rijeka, Croatia - his bed tucked in the corner of the living room. He watches a small TV near the window. On the screen, it’s 1952. A very young June Carter lifts her long skirt to her knees and does a funny dance that’s half tap, half do-si-do. She’s laughing as she dances. Komar has watched this moment a thousand times. He likes June Carter, but he replays this black-and-white clip from The Kate Smith Evening Hour for what comes next: Hank Williams.

They're everywhere. Gleaming screens, clamoring for our attention. Whether it's a hip-hugging BlackBerry, a hand-held gaming system or a personal laptop, technology is nearly inescapable.While connecting with friends and family, staying up on current events, doing business or just de-stressing are important, some technology junkies have reached a breaking point. Like mother Susan Maushart, who described her family's 6-month technological fast in a new book, "The Winter of Our Disconnect: How Three Totally Wired Teenagers (and a Mother Who Slept with Her iPhone)Pulled the Plug on Their Technology and Lived to Tell the Tale."

It’s a beautiful fall afternoon: the sun is shining in an impossibly blue sky, the wind is whipping through the trees, and out on the field, six five-year-olds are chasing after a soccer ball. There’s my son, with the black “3” emblazoned on the back of his white jersey. You can tell which player he is, even without the number. He’s the one who follows the ball the full length of the (admittedly short) field, the one whose kicks always go in the direction of the right goal, the one who cares so hard about winning that he pushes himself through the whole game. His focus makes him stand-out in an age group where the players are as often seen twirling aimlessly at the wrong end of the field, stealing the ball from their own teammates, or climbing on the goal posts.

A Jewish/gay friend said, “Mormons are the next topic. In the 60s and 70s, blacks were the topics. Then women were the topic. Now gays are the topic, but Mormons are the next topic.” Mormon corridor, Romney will do well. ...My father experienced anti-Mormons in the Senate when he was there. Harry Truman did not like Mormons. His Secretary of Agriculture was RLDS, and everything he knew came from Independence MO. I did not run into Mormon prejudice, quite the contrary. I presided over the National Prayer Breakfast. We only would run across the issue of Mormons not being Christians. Chief of Chaplains of Navy said Mormon chaplains were the best (he is 7th Day Adventists). I did not experience the prejudice my father seen.

Utah Congresswoman Mia Love has quite the list of historic firsts: the first Haitian-American in Congress, the first black female Republican in Congress, and the first African-American congress member from Utah.

Even in an emergency you can enjoy the flavors of your favorite Mexican dishes! This easy-to-make casserole is a one-dish meal that includes flavorful spices with rice, beans, green peppers, and onions. Serve with a side of reconstituted refried beans and cheese, and top with a dollop of reconstituted sour cream for a flavorful dish with minimal clean-up!

Five years ago, I stood at Ground Zero in New York City. While attending the Memorial Museum, the magnitude of the calamity enveloped me. There are walls of postcards with thousands of written accounts from people all over the world. My personal story seems trite compared to others. Nonetheless, I believe that each individual’s experience on Sept. 11, 2001 serves as an eye-witness against the evil targeted at America.My morning began as usual, watching the news while getting ready for work. The breaking bulletin of airplanes crashing into New York City’s Twin Towers was mind-boggling. I had to force myself to get ready for teaching preschool. I remember looking deeply into the mirror while applying my make-up. The black eyeliner upon my eyes suddenly seemed symbolic of the darkness our nation was facing.

The Latter-day Saint practice of vicarious baptism on behalf of the dead is once again a focus of controversy. In the past few weeks, it's been portrayed in the news media and on the web as unbiblical, ghoulish, bizarre, shameful, vicious, anti-Semitic, immoral, hateful, an exercise in "black magic" and (by some extremists) possibly even illegal. A national television commentator recently named President Thomas S. Monson among "the worst people in the world" for presiding over the practice. It's high time for the view of a very respected non-Mormon scholar to be heard above the noise.

Jokes about sacred underpants have reached epidemic proportions, thanks to Mitt Romney’s presidential bid and the musical masterpiece by Matt Stone and Trey Parker, “The Book of Mormon”. But the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, to give it its full name, is fighting back. A huge advertising campaign features ordinary people doing ordinary things—a white man sporting a beard, a black man sporting a moustache and a young skateboarder flying through the air—with the tag line: “I’m a Mormon.” The snag is, not everyone will buy the idea that Mormons are just like the rest of us. They don’t get drunk. They have large families, stable marriages and a three-month supply of food in the larder in case of Armageddon. They are usually clean-cut and neatly dressed (the facial hair in the “I’m a Mormon” ads is thankfully atypical). And they have a passion for business.