The Story I Told Him, Part 2


David of Nebula Part 1 (of four parts) is here. An audio CD of the story is free with a tax-deductible donation to the film Heart of Africa.Part 2 Again, David faced the door and knocked—three times this time, as hard as he could. He glanced behind him to see one last trace of the arc. It was gone.He could hear steps. They stopped just inches away, right behind the door. The knob moved, and the door opened—just an inch at first, and then fully.The old man stood before him, ben … [Read more...]

The Story I Told Him

double rainbow

Several years ago, I was sitting on a cabin porch with my son. We watched the stars and talked openly. It was a hard but needed talk, the beginning of our deeper friendship. At one point, I told him a story. I will post the story here in four parts, beginning today. I have made an audio CD of it, which I will send to anyone who donates to the Heart of Africa film. (Honor system. If you tell me you've donated, I'll send you a CD.)DAVID OF NEBULAA Short Book Written for a young … [Read more...]

Mormon Women Bear

mormon woman bear

I will be making calendars of various bear Mormon women/females. I am doing this as a protest.Yes. It is controversial. But as Edmund Spenser said: "Be bold, be bold, be not too bold." I am being boldly bold, but not boldly boldest.Show your support for this protest against oppressive patriarchies by donating $20.00 to Heart of Africa … [Read more...]

How Could We Have Forgotten Our Mother?

Mom reading The God Who Weeps to Dad

Mom reading The God Who Weeps to DadI talk a lot about my dad and often neglect to talk about my mother. This post is for her.The picture, one I took with my phone (sorry!), shows her doing what she does every night. She reads to my dad. As visitors drop by, Dad sometimes talks about how grateful he is for what others do for him. "My wife, Julia," he says, "reads to me every night. She serves me that way, and I love her." This particular book, by Terryl and Fiona Givens, is a token … [Read more...]

Looking Back Down the Years

mom and baby me

One assignment I give my students is to write a letter. My objective is for them to use their natural voice and to focus on a familiar audience, and thus to escape the pretentions of "officialese" or academic loquaciousness (like that). This semester, a student wrote to herself in the future, asking if she had turned out okay. It was a lovely essay.Five years ago, I wrote this to a missionary in the Congo--one I had later as a student.My letter:Dear Elder--On Thursday, I went … [Read more...]

A beautiful blog post

This is by my friend Kerri Lynn Harris Bigler. I resonate with her insights on Veterans' Day. With her permission, I post it here.She blogs at Www.unevieenrose.comText:Every year, I am humbled by November 11, which in the US is celebrated and holidayed as “Veterans’ Day”. In the United States, it is a day we remember those who have served in the Armed Forces, particularly during times and places of war. Many cities have veterans’ parades and military shows, which is lovely and make … [Read more...]


poor clares

(Part I of this series is here.)CloistersWhen my friend Robinlee and I visited the Old Mission in Santa Barbara, California, we happened on two statues--one of St. Francis of Assisi and the other of St. Clare. Most Christians are familiar with St. Francis's life and words. We sing his poem, "All Creatures of our God and King", which celebrates nature as God's grand cathedral. St. Francis and his chaste friend, Clare, began new orders for monks and nuns on Palm Sunday in the year 1212. … [Read more...]