Today I want to shout a great big "thank you!" to the readers who have made the Twible project so fun for me. Tomorrow on Twitter, this project will jump into high gear with multiple tweets per day as we get ready for the book launch down the road.
I've practiced the Sabbath for years but am only just beginning to understand why some people might be afraid of it. Of its silence. Of its demand that we rest.
I've loved these characters all my life. I "have been, and always shall be," their friend. And I loved the new Trek installment. (And no, this post is not really relevant to religion.)
A Christianity Today article this week praises Mormon youth for their passion in missionary service but then caricatures Mormonism as having a works-based theology. Mormons and evangelicals both talk of "grace," but they may be using the term differently.
We often regard early childhood as the most important time for us to have a mother’s presence and care. But as Maya Angelou’s new memoir suggests, we never really outgrow that need.
Grant's new album, "How Mercy Looks from Here," comes out on Tuesday. And it looks pretty darn good from here.
If virginity is the cornerstone of female power, as Sister Elaine Dalton suggests, then its surrender, whether willingly or by force, is the very definition of disempowerment and devaluation. As Elizabeth Smart put it, who wants a chewed-up piece of gum?
Interfaith marriages now make up 36% of marriages in America. So why are Mormon interfaith marriages still so rare?
It’s not like I have a slew of miracle stories I can trot out from more than a quarter century of being a Christian, Latter-day or otherwise. But a recent experience has taught me that sometimes, miracles do happen.
Heather Kopp knows her chardonnay. And her dark reds. And her beer. She also knows Jesus, and was a Christian the entire time she was an alcoholic. Her new book "Sober Mercies" chronicles falling in love with a God of grace.
Being a heretic sounds exciting and quite cutting-edge, but the sad reality for us heretics is that we are rather dull creatures. Whatever we’re pushing for right now, whether it’s heliocentrism or woman suffrage or the end of slavery, is likely to be old hat in just a few generations.
No, a writing retreat isn't a spa experience, but it's pretty awesome anyway. I'm on retreat for a week starting tomorrow.
Peggy Orenstein's writing this week on the sexualization of Candyland is excellent, but is it too similar to Rachel Marie Stone's 2012 blog posts on the same topic?
The 2012 Relief Society/Priesthood manual missed an opportunity to offer comfort and hope to church members who struggle with mental health problems. They and those who love them may be inspired to know how George Albert Smith recovered from this terribly dark place.
We often tell the bereaved, "Call me if you need anything at all!" But since people who are grieving are often incapable of asking for help, it's better to proceed with tangible acts of kindness.