Hymns Together

They gather to share what they were given hymns passed down like heirlooms, faith worn soft from handling. I sat among them once. Mouthed the words. Waited for the burning, the flood, the still small voice. Nothing. Just the sound of my own breath and the congregation rising without me.…

Losing My Religion

The REM song has nothing to do with religion. It speaks to me anyway. I was raised active LDS but I always felt different. I remember testimony meetings. People crying over their faith, their love for Jesus. I wondered why I never felt that. Sunday school. Family home evenings. We…