Mary didn’t recognize who was standing right in front of her until she heard His voice. Sometimes, we don’t see Him right there, either, but He still comes looking for us when we are lost. … More Prone to Wander
Ha. I’ve been sitting here for more than 30 minutes, trying to figure out how to begin this entry. It’s not so much that I don’t know what to write about–it’s more that I simply have so much to say. 🙂 Let’s start here: I love being a Mormon. I think a lot of people … More Being Mormon.
Sooo…I’ve been reminded that I’ve been neglecting my blog. Oops! The last few weeks have been interesting. After several requests, I started a thread on Ravelry about Mormonism.I was a tad hesitant, considering that the last several times my religion came up, it became a pulpit at which to scream for weeks about how “Mormons … More Markers and Mormons
I’ve been thinking a lot, lately, about what it means to be “in the minority.” I’m white, so, you know, obviously I’m in the majority on the race issue. I’m a woman, which isn’t a minority in this country. But, sure, there are oppression issues there. I’ve been incredibly lucky not to have been the … More Bigotry by any other name…