“What did you take at college?”
“A course in husbandry.”
“Then why did they give you a bachelor’s degree?”
From the Relief Society Magazine, September 1950 –
An Apple for the Teacher
By Lydia Bennett Egbert
Mrs. Bently had just finished her breakfast dishes. She dried her hands and drew aside the crisp ruffled curtain from the window to watch the school children surging by, and yearned a little when she recalled the years when her own had been among the happy throng on that always excitable first day of school.
Gradually, the sound of clattering feet and merry laughter faded away, and Mrs. Bently might have turned from the window had her eye not caught sight of her thriving young apple tree standing bright and green against the white picket fence. Only in its fourth year, it was already beginning to bear, and the dozen apples that she had watched with anticipation all through the summer months now hung ripe and red.
John Charles Hailes, born in Reading, England, in 1881, wrote a letter to the Latter-day Saints of Great Britain in the fall of 1908, about his conversion to the Church:
My Dear Brethren and Sisters,
I am serving on board the first-class battleship Vengeance, Home squadron. I feel desirous of bearing my testimony with regard to the truth of Mormonism, and relating how I found the truth.
From my childhood I always had a desire to serve my Creator, but my mind was always confused. I used to think when a child that every country had its own religion: England, Church of England; Ireland, Roman Catholicism; Scotland, Presbyterianism; and so on. Of course, as I grew older I learned that my idea was absurd.
I was drafted to China in 1903 on a foreign commission. During my stay out there I associated a good deal with some of my shipmates who were of the Wesleyan faith. Although I could not see much in their belief to admire, it brought me nearer to God. On one occasion a chum and I knelt down and asked God to forgive us our sins, and we would try to live a better life. Although I had never been addicted to drinking or smoking, my conscience told me I was not obeying the commands of my Heavenly father as fully as I should. I became very desirous of being right with God. I visited the Church of England Cathedral in Hong Kong, but I was not satisfied with what I saw and heard there.
A Dream Come True
By Uva May Carter
Some of my dreams, I know, will ne’er come true,
But come what will, I’ll still have this to say:
That I have sat in that historic place,
Head bowed, and heard that mighty organ play:
Soft melody that tells a tale of dreams,
Triumphant strains proclaiming dreams fulfilled,
Deep, throbbing notes that speak of wondrous faith
To work and strive and do all God has willed.
I closed my eyes, and I could almost see
Those Pioneers who built that sacred place,
Whose faith and toil and sacrifice have reared
A monument that time will ne’er efface.
I wonder if that organ tells to all
The story of those faithful Pioneers,
Their faith and trust, the heritage they left
To which we must be true in coming years.
From the Children’s Friend, December 1960 —
This is a compilation of Keepa posts – not doctrine, not culture, not biography, but of events with a beginning, middle, and end. It’s mostly for newish Keepa readers who haven’t yet explored the archives (the “Topical Guide” button in the top lefthand corner of this page) – or for oldtimers who might enjoy them again. Many of them seem to involve disasters of one kind or another – those are the natural settings for drama, I suppose. But there’s some comedy, too.
Before Our Journey’s Through
After the group completed their last temple session in Mesa, everyone climbed aboard their bus for the overnight trip home. Amasa Steed, despite his youth, was an experienced and careful driver. The rain made it hard to see far in the darkness, but he knew the route, including the detour he would have to take. Steed watched for the torches that workmen routinely left burning as safety beacons near the large DETOUR signs blocking the highway and marking the detour. Finally he spotted flickering lights despite the rain on his windshield There was the detour, he told himself.
The Champion Checkers Player of Salt Lake City
When Brigham Young III (1857-1945, called “Bid”) was in his early teens, he ran with a small crowd of neighbor boys who won the privilege from Bid’s grandfather, the Brigham Young, to use his offices, housed in the building between Brigham’s Lion and Beehive family homes, as a sort of clubhouse. The boys met there in the winter in a proto-Mutual Improvement association, to read the books and newspapers housed there and to engage in formal conversation. Or at least that was the intended program. Usually, though, after poking a bit through whatever reading material was handy, the boys pulled out the checkerboard and played games. It didn’t take long before one of them emerged as the club’s champion checkers player.
From the Relief Society Magazine, March 1946 –
All Is Known
By Irva Pratt Andrus
Like the winged seeds of the dandelion, the word was wafted over the land. In the village of Bethany, Sarah, the daughter of the widow, Tabitha, heard it, too. At first she paid scant attention to the strange tales.
“Did you hear that at Capernaum a centurion’s servant, sick these many years, was healed of palsy by this Carpenter of Nazareth?”
“Did you know that it is said two blind men could see as well as anyone after this man Jesus touched their eyes?”
“Did you hear? Did you hear?” Everywhere, of a sudden, people were talking of strange happenings in the land about the Sea of Galilee.
From the Children’s Friend, 1960 —
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There’s a myth I keep hearing that lives at the exciting intersection of Mormonism and corporate law. It goes something like this:
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints doesn’t exist. It has been replaced by a corporation, and it is governed not by its own doctrines but by a corporate charter.
It’s false, and I want to explain why. But first, here’s why it matters.
Succession in the Presidency of the Church
One possible area of conflict between LDS Church doctrine and a corporate charter is this: Who will be the next President of the LDS Church? The answer, according to church doctrine, relies on a complicated process involving the presiding councils of the church. Here are the councils that matter:
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