My hand rested on top of hers, resting gently on the wide wooden arm rest of the custom rocking chair, the set of which had arrived that...

Years ago, at a stake center in paradise, at a multi-zone conference, my mission president answered a sincere question about an apparent...

“Where do you go? When you zone out on me? Deep in thought…” she added to her question, with a smile, no doubt reassuring me she was not...