October was the first anniversary of my SA ward. I’ve mentioned this before, but I’ve struggled to find my place in the ward, to fully feel like I belong there. It’s bothered me because often I feel like the more effort I put in, the more I feel like I just don’t fit in. Why…… Continue reading Attempting to Find My Place in the World
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Attractive on the Outside But Not in a Deeper Way
Several years ago, I was in a YSA ward where we had a lady I’ll call Patricia (not her real name). Patricia was very physically attractive. She had also done something that gained her a bit of local fame. Because of this, many of the guys in the ward wanted to go on a date…… Continue reading Attractive on the Outside But Not in a Deeper Way
New Church Definition of a Young Single Adult
Yesterday, the LDS church announced that they are redefining “Young Single Adults” as it applies to unmarried members of the church. Previously, Young Single Adults (YSA) were unmarried members of the church who are 18-30 years old. They’ve now upped that to include those up to 35 years old. Being in a Single Adult (SA)…… Continue reading New Church Definition of a Young Single Adult
When Feeling Uncomfortable is Really Feeling Unsafe
I started attending a SA ward in October. Over the last few months, I’ve heard a lot about getting outside of my comfort zone. I’m never going to meet people if I just stay at home, refusing to socialize. I have to get involved, do things that make me feel a little uncomfortable. I’ll admit…… Continue reading When Feeling Uncomfortable is Really Feeling Unsafe
Getting the Church Pew Out of My Eye
Recently, my family got the chance to help clean the church on two occasions. In both cases, I ended up vacuuming the chapel. I’ll admit it. I’ve come into the chapel before on Sunday as the first ward in the building and been a bit judgmental about the quality of the chapel vacuuming. Never again,…… Continue reading Getting the Church Pew Out of My Eye
Sometimes It’s Not About the Bracelets
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about a story about obedience that a lady in my ward shared years ago. I was a student at BYU, so it’s probably been at least 18 years ago. I don’t remember the lady’s name or even for sure what ward I was in at the time. The details…… Continue reading Sometimes It’s Not About the Bracelets