An introduction to The Law of Love.

I'll hold it down ‘til Kingdom come.

Patient In Affliction

Things seem to be ramping up here in Zion heights.

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Christmas was just around the corner and Keilah’s birth had been all the celebration Steve needed. He cared very little for the pomp and fuss that the Holidays included. He pretended to care, and he did that for Karen.

It was more frigid out here than back in Illinois and rumor was that the snow was much harder to keep up with, but Eli still considered himself quite young and fit and was not moved by the thought of all the extra work. “Idle hands are the devil’s workshop.” He repeated obediently.

Steve nervously spun the ring around the middle finger on his right hand as he looked on in horror and amazement. In the small birthing center lay his wife, writhing in the bed with every contraction. He reached for her hand and prayed, “God, if you can hear me, get us through this.” He knew of God, and if He was as real as they say, now would be a great time to show off.

Clara hadn’t seen much but rolling plains and the slight vast lumpiness of dry landscape for what felt like a million miles. Her family had left home months ago, at the order of the bishop, to join this motley crew in populating the new lands to the West, claiming Mormon territory.

I died again today

We will settle for nothing less.

Milk and Honey

Can Love be measured?

We’ll get along without it!