My father was born one hundred and nine (109) years ago today. He’s been gone now for somewhat more than nineteen years. But I’m thinking about him today, and I wanted to use this opportunity to commit a small handful of anecdotes about him to writing.

I’ve wondered, with our celebrity culture, if there isn’t a God-shaped hole here.

Man tends to believe in God's word only where it matches man's understanding.

I strongly encourage my readers to donate blood the next time they have a chance to do it. And please feel free to keep my friend in your prayers.

"I remember a doctor, a hematologist, approaching my body in the hospital bed," wrote William Peters. "He gently called out my name and I remember thinking as I watched the scene from above, Do I really want to go back into that body?"

I am concerned about IANDS, to see a mingling of what I regard as pretty solid material with other things that seem to me rather dubious at best.

I’ve just completed reading William J. Peters (with Michael Kinsella), At Heaven’s Door: What Shared Journeys to the Afterlife Teach About Dying Well and Living Better. Here are a few of the passages that I marked during my reading.

Heavenly Mother should be joyful, not another cultural battle. Is it possible to treasure what has been revealed about Heavenly Mother without descending into the kind of acrimonious debate we see online? Of course, it is, say Bethany and McArthur.

In anticipation of the 2022 Temple on Mount Zion Conference on Saturday, 5 November 2022, we begin a new series of articles: Conference Talks.