• What is a miracle?

    According to the Websters Dictionary, a miracle is defined as an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs, or an extremely outstanding or unusual event, thing, or accomplishment. There are BIG miracles, when we can see the divine intervention of God in more of an obvious in your face circumstance, but can we have…

  • He Heard Me

    My husband and I lived at the University of Utah in the married student housing in the early 1980s. We had two little children. My husband was a student at the law school, and therefore he was gone almost the entire day every day. So that pretty much left me home alone with the children….

  • I Know You

    I had been disappointed by answers from the Lord before but this felt the most confusing. In 2013, I’m at BYU. This was my first senior year. So I turned 21 the year before. And I’d always intended on serving a mission if I was still single, and I was, and that had been a…

  • Right On Time

    By now, you all know I love to play softball. The idea of getting together with friends and winning or losing a game gets me excited. these teammates are like family when we play. I can almost hear the cheering and feel the high five as I walk into the dugout. I am the mom…

  • JESUS!

    it’s amazing to me just how much the Lord is in the details of our lives. I was walking home from work feeling a little sad. Not for any specific reason, really. I had just listened to a “Faith Bomb” that I had done about my seasonal depression and how the Lord was there for…

  • The Miracle of Gratitude

    Yesterday I wandered outside before it was too hot and sat in my swing chair. Usually I’ve got an earbud in my ear listening to something or talking to someone on the phone, constantly adding noise pollution to my thoughts. I took my earbud out and listened all around me. It was quiet. No sound…

  • Pay It Forward

    While sitting in a medical clinic waiting room, I noticed a mother with her daughter. The child wore a face mask and coughed many times. Her eyes were sunken, and her face was pale. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. Her mother looked worn-out. The waiting room was small, so I heard everything…

  • Go Check on Wendi

    When our oldest daughter, Wendi, was five, she attended morning kindergarten class. One day I sent her to school, then readied our two younger children to go shopping. I felt rushed because it usually took over two hours to do my grocery shopping, and I wanted to be done in time to pick up Wendi…