Category Archives: Trials

The Best is Yet to Come!

The light is sometimes hard to see and for days on end, darkness takes us over. It does for all of us. I don’t care if you have a big family, tons of money and a boat; it happens to us all! There is inequality in life. But, it doesn’t have to overtake our every thought. So stop worrying that you are a “less than.” You aren’t, and I sure as heck am not. I’m putting my “less than” tee shirt in the wash and tucking it away in the back of my closet (to be brought out at my discretion).

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How Seeking His Will Changes Prayer

Last week, as I scoured the Internet searching for answers to a never-ending stream of questions about this cancer diagnosis (which by the way, I don’t recommend doing), I came across a thread that disturbed a little hornets nest within me. I wish I could find it to quote it exactly, but I quickly shut it down, never to look back. The gist of the post was that God wanted all people to be healed and have everything go right in their lives, and that if things weren’t going well, it was because they weren’t praying hard enough or having enough faith.

The Girl’s Guide to Baby Making and Infertility, Part 3

By blog contributor, Marie Biddle Part 3: The Clinical Why does the waiting room of a fertility clinic feel like the lobby to death’s door? No one looks at you directly. No one smiles. No happy laughter while looking through a magazine. Not even soothing elevator music to calm the nerves. I guess a place…

Asperger’s Syndrome: Finding the Center of the Storm, Part 1

By Blog Contributor, Catherine Dooley Part 1 of 2 “And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I…

The Girl’s Guide to Baby Making and Infertility: Part 2

By blog contributor, Marie Biddle Part 2:  Red It was odd that no one else got food poisoning that day. Maybe my chicken was undercooked? A bad smore? The throw ups hadn’t lasted very long and they were strange in nature. I went from lying in bed to “I’m gonna lose my cookies ASAP!” Then…

The Girl’s Guide to Baby Making and Infertility, Part 1

By blog contributor, Marie Biddle  Part 1:   Everythings fine…right? I was going through some old boxes the other day, and found needles and a bottle of pills. While this sounds a little like something you would find in dark alleys with rainy awnings, the locating of these items made me cry. They were my old tools. Tools…

Memoirs of a Run-Away Model, Part 10

“It’s something he doesn’t want to discuss in detail,” Soleil said under her breath after our vexing encounter with the bullet-ridden chest of a young model. I felt uneasy about the situation and pried for more information but she was guarded in her explanation of his wounds. I knew she knew more than she was telling me; she had known them the longest and they had become close friends. “There was a deal that went bad,” was all I could garner from her. Once again, I would brush off the disquieting thoughts in my mind and move on to more important things–like the magnetism I felt between myself and Vasko, his Yugoslavian roommate. I was anxious to meet up with him and friends for dinner and dancing in a few days and it was clear that he was excited too. There was a light in his eyes as he spoke to me that collaborated his affectionate gestures. We headed back to our apartment and got ready for the week of castings ahead.

Becoming Mormon: My Search for Happiness

By Blog Contributor, Tonya Hartsog When my Mom was almost 5 months pregnant with me she suffered a heart attack that the doctors had mistakenly diagnosed as a new type of influenza. She was left untreated and at one point her legs were so filled with fluid, it would seep from her legs as she…

Memoirs of a Run-Away Model, Part 9

By Alison Satterwhite Part 9:  Bottoms Up I wasn’t in “Kansas” anymore.  After that night, I had pinpointed a weak spot in my naive glamorization of the modeling world.  I was in uncharted territory and for a moment, my teenage sense of indestructibility was in question.  Although I believed in a moral code higher than…

Memoirs of a Run-Away Model: Part 7

By Alison Satterwhite Part 7:  Neurosis The alarm sounded early and I nervously jumped up and readied myself for the day. Today would be my first day of castings and each was an opportunity to meet with potential clients around Milan. At the time, I didn’t understand the importance of these initial contacts and was…

Memoirs of a Run-Away Model: Part 5

Adonis’ Dream by Richard Franklin By Alison Satterwhite Part 5:  Meet Adonis “Good bye mom,” I said with a combination of child-like fear and teenage apathy. We both deeply misunderstood one another. My calloused heart remained closed off to her and I was more than relieved to have my concerns shift away from her disapproval…

Memoirs of a Run-Away Model: Part 2

By Alison Satterwhite Part 2:  The Masquerade The music went black, the lights went interrogative. I quickly put on my masquerade of cool, confidence mixed with indifference and hardness. Underneath were raw, unabashed doubt and insecurity. Palms sweating, I steadied my wobbling knees. It was my turn. Suddenly a whirlwind of thought invaded my mind.…

Obituary: The Death and Rebirth of America?

I received the following quote in an email today and felt compelled to post it.  It was entitled “Obituary”.  The theory is eerily reminiscent of the pride cycle in the Book of Mormon thus I’ve included a talk by an apostle on the same subject.  I would love to hear your enlightening thoughts. “A democracy…

No Tongue Nor Pen Can Tell the Sorrow

This is the harrowing account of my 3rd great-grandmother’s journey to find religious freedom and tolerance. As retold by Claire Haynie 1866 Margaret McBride My Name is Margaret Howard McBride and I am 52 years old. I have lived here in the Salt Lake valley for almost 10 years. My physical journey to the valley…

Adversity Can Make You Strong

By Alison Satterwhite “Adversity can make you strong.”  I read those words in an ad campaign as a young woman and they have stuck with me ever since.  At times, it is hard to accept our lot and trials in life.   Seeing the forest through the trees can take a seasoned veteran, and in…

Lifting Burdens

“Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” ~Jesus, as quoted…