Posted on May 29, 2008. Filed under: Mormon Life | Tags: Relationships, prayer, marriage, God |
A solicited guest post by the always witty and grammatically-flawless turleybenson, a longtime friend of Exponent II.
My bed is the perfect kneeling-height, which I discovered in November, five months ago.
My husband and I have had the bed for well over a year.
Upon said discovery, I sort of froze with the realization that I had never [...]
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Posted on May 14, 2008. Filed under: Relief Society Lessons | Tags: Joseph Smith manual, Personal Revelation, prayer, Relief Society |
by Jana
Because I am a book lover, I would begin with an object lesson about books that will tie into the JS quotation from the lesson.
I would set out a variety of my most favorite books on the table, including some of my very oldest books from the early 19th century. I would begin [...]
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Posted on May 7, 2008. Filed under: Mormon Life | Tags: prayer |
“Prayer” by Mark Caron
by Caroline
Prayers from various religious traditions uplift and expand my being.
Ironic since I haven’t prayed regularly for 5 years now. The patterns of my Mormon prayers feel constrained and empty to me at times. I know the fault lies within myself, that there is a way to connect to the divine [...]
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Posted on January 13, 2007. Filed under: prayer | Tags: prayer, praying |
There are few periods of my life where I have consistently prayed in the LDS model: kneeling at the side of my bed and addressing God with the recommended salutation, voicing supplication, and closing in the name of the Savior. First of all, I rarely kneel (it’s rather uncomfortable given some chronic inflammation in [...]
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Posted on November 3, 2006. Filed under: death, prayer | Tags: Catalina Island, dying, father, father's day, miracle, near-drowning, prayer, relationship, scuba diving |
This is a prose piece I wrote six years ago about a brush with death. There is also a corresponding poem, written three years after the incident, which I posted a while back on my poetry blog.
It was father’s day 1994. We set out for a day of diving and carried our gear down [...]
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