Feb 6, 2023 · Editor
What does it take to make a place holy? As a scholar of European religious history and architecture, I have stood in many kinds of places that people of various faiths have designated as sacred and wondered exactly what it is that makes them different. The full content of this po…
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Feb 5, 2023 · Editor
The holy of holies does exist, although I have never heard it discussed on a Sunday. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
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Feb 4, 2023 · Editor
But what makes Lake Michigan sacred isn’t just the water or the lighthouses or the memories. I found my name, myself, on its shores.
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Feb 2, 2023 · Editor
In that moment, before he looked down, before Thou art the Christ, before the cock crowed,
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Feb 1, 2023 · Editor
my body is the wilderness I wander in, searching for my daily sustenance from on high. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
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Dec 14, 2022 · Editor
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Dec 8, 2022 · Editor
Friendship
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Dec 7, 2022 · Editor
We wanted to make space in this issue to center friendship as an essential part of our lives.
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Dec 6, 2022 · Editor
The first time I met Stephanie, I was exercising. I was dripping sweat, my face flushed and red, when I heard a knock at the door. I paused my dance video to see a family standing on my porch. “We just moved in and heard you were in our ward!” the husband said. “Sorry, I’m really…
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Dec 5, 2022 · Editor
II. Remnants Leaves alight with flame from dying rays split by rocky silhouettes. Another world nestled amongst clouds, guided by a one-way road. Wind whips through our hair as unfamiliar music shouts and you laugh without reservation. I’m holding on to beautiful moments, Cupping…
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Dec 4, 2022 · Editor
The following is adapted from a Relief Society lesson. One of the best compliments I’ve ever gotten is, “I keep forgetting you have a husband.” I’ve trained my speech over years to use the first-person plural “we” only when strictly necessary, in part because I find it alarming h…
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Dec 3, 2022 · Editor
1. After We Spoke After we spoke, on the road to Canada, I remembered when we saw god in a cloud behind the east wall of Provo. That mountain god, visible but far. That god who will be best found in a grove of trees. The eager messenger forever Lifting a trumpet to Provo, on the …
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