Recent news about the Joseph Bishop sexual abuse scandal at the Provo Missionary Training Center has highlighted the resistance to acknowledge or correct sexual misconduct in the Mormon church community. This is, unfortunately, nothing new. My dad’s life is a telling illustration of this sad reality. Let’s start in 1982. Tucson, Arizona. My dad had been a […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
For most members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, the temple is a place to which they can retreat when darkness and heaviness weigh on them. Within the walls of the temple, they find comfort and peace. It is a place of sacred learning, prayer, hope, and connection. For most of my […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
Why should my heart weep and my soul linger in the valley of sorrow, and my flesh waste away, and my strength slacken, because of mine afflictions? -Nephi I walked in late to our Relief Society class today. I had been in the nursery with my toddler, but I managed to make it in for […]Continue Reading... 3 Comments.
This topic has been on my mind for a while, simmering on the back burner, waiting for a quiet moment. Before I say anything else, let me be clear: I am very grateful for my church. My church blesses my life in more ways than I can list here. I love that my church has one […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
Two summers ago, my wonderful friend Amber asked if she could interview me for a project she was working on. At the time I was in Utah visiting my family for the summer, and I was newly pregnant with my 5th baby. Amber and Camlyn came to my dad’s house and set up their cameras […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
I can’t believe it will be ten years this November since my brother Steven and his wife Catheryn passed away. Steven would be turning 40 this November. It’s still surreal, even a decade later. They’re on my mind tonight because I’ve been working on the story of their boating accident as told by my […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
This blog has been quiet for almost half a year. I can’t tell you how many times over the summer I wished I could hop on here at Magdala Rising and share what was going on in my head. Unfortunately, I lost the notebook where I keep my complicated password, and when I tried to […]Continue Reading... 4 Comments.
Little children do have words given unto them many times, which confound the wise and the learned. -Alma 32:23 Yesterday the final speaker in our Church meeting was a man with an inspiring story. He had been raised in the Church but fell into troubled paths after some family trauma in his childhood. I loved […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
I was pretty excited to see this in the February issue of the Ensign magazine. Though I have never really felt ashamed of my mental health struggles, I know that many within the Church do experience shame about their own. So the more articles like this the better. Here are some of my thoughts about […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
A little over a year ago, we came home after an extended stay with my parents. I was battling severe anxiety and depression, compounded by withdrawals from a temporary anxiety medication my body had not responded well to. On my first Sunday back, we made a visit to the bishop’s house. He wanted to meet […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.