Why I want you to stay: A letter from a Mormon

I think the hardest business in the world is that of loving someone. But it’s inevitable. From the moment we’re born we attach to someone like a plant’s roots wander for water, wrapping ourselves around laughter and friendship and similarities … Continue reading

Why I chose to be a Latter-day Saint: And not a Mormon

I still remember the smell of the chapel as I sat down five years ago. It was a scent l I hadn’t smelled before–a scent that I’ve since gotten used to. The walls were bare except for some paintings of … Continue reading

It isn’t a sin to get mad at God

Here I sit in the early morning light and my whole house is still asleep except for me. There is a decorative pumpkin already on the coffee table and a candle that smells like cinnamon. And every now and then … Continue reading

Forgiving Cain: And everything else we owe to the undeserving

In the past, challenges have usually turned my mind toward Christ. But something that just happened recently turned my mind toward Cain as well.   Yes, that Cain.   The Cain who killed his brother thousands of years ago and has … Continue reading

When the “wings of eagles” aren’t yours: Dealing with mental and physical illness

I write this while flat on my back on the couch. The World Cup buzzes in the background and I catch myself just staring at it every now and then, almost too weak to type. I’ve been laid up in … Continue reading

A word from Mr. Lemmon: It’s time to look outward

 My husband isn’t a writer. He’s not what he would even consider “creative” or artsy. He’s a nursing student on track for an RN next year and most of his days are inundated with numbers, long words I can’t even pronounce, stacks … Continue reading