What I realized from both the most tone-deaf, and the most passionate, stake high-council speakers I ever encountered as a YSA.

Back around the turn of the millennium in the backwoods of the Pacific Northwest, my teenage self was selected to some “Stake Youth Leadership Committee”

Remember that all we are is what we love, and not a fragment more.

On the ineffable quirkiness of the Mexican Day of the Dead, English Guy Fawkes Day, and U.S. Thanksgiving.

An older creative piece (and sort-of sequel to “And All Eternity Shook”) that blurs the line between fiction and nonfiction, the same way that the Mexican Day of the Dead (not to mention our own theology) blurs the line between the living and the dead.

We have mentioned before how odd it is that we have a First Presidency Christmas Devotional but not an Easter Devotional. We frankly believe that we shouldn’t stop there. We believe there should also be a First Presidency Halloween Devotional.

The African-American novelist[1]and ex-youth pastor James Baldwin shares the following anecdote from his essay collection The Cross of the Redemption. Billie Holiday, the famed singer

[Reviving an older series from a year ago for this Halloween season, I provide another selection from Modern Death in Irish and Latin American Literature