love

I love that new video, but perhaps I love this one even more: Oh and this one: As they say in my beloved Romania: “Isus a inviat” “Adevarat, a inviat” He Lives. Hallelujah! Happy Easter with love.

I know your family has a lot of traditions and routines. What traditions did you start when they were young? Or which do you wish you would have started? Oh the answer to this question could be very long and lengthy. Especially as I am in a time of life…

A few years ago our church changed the practice of “visiting teaching” to “ministering.” At first I thought that word seemed too formal. Too pious. But oh how I’ve grown to love it. I’ve had the chance to think about ministering so much with my role in the Relief Society…

Our family friends are serving as a missionary couple in Germany. They have forwarded a message from church members in Ukraine who asked that it get sent to anyone and everyone they know. So I am forwarding it to you because I stand with them in the belief that prayer…

(These pictures are in no semblance of order to go with the words, but you can puzzle them together:) Sometimes nights like what we had on Valentine’s night are magical to me. And it wasn’t because we did anything fancy. AT ALL. It was just a regular old night where…

I love this day of love. I am a day late and a dollar short for showering love to my family this year. Dave and I went out of town to celebrate both our 50th bdays (his was in the middle of covid) as well as our anniversary long past,…

I had the opportunity to speak at a stake women’s conference back in September. It was entitled “Sisters United in Christ” and it sure got me thinking about how powerful we can be when we unite. Which then got me thinking about division, and what in the world causes so…

In a world of what seems like increasing hostility and pain and worry, I read a quote the other day that I have been thinking of ever since. So I figured I would share: The “image of God” is absolute and unchanging; it is pure and total gift, given equally…

I came across this picture the other day and it made me stop in my tracks. Because I love them. So much. And sometimes I take it for granted that I get to live with them. And snuggle up with them. And talk with them. And send them off into…

How is it possible that it’s been TWENTY-SIX years since I put on this white dress (and my funny white ballet slippers:), plopped a veil on my head and headed off into the world of marriage? How could I have ever known at that baby age that this man would…