The Pre-1978 Priesthood Ban and a BYU Professor’s Misguided Comments

By , February 29, 2012 9:26 am

There is much to say about this, but all I’m going to do for the moment is link to this.

If you had to trust one of these individuals to take care of your personal affairs . . .

By , February 28, 2012 3:31 pm

Blogger Ann Althouse asked that question in a poll that gave all the current Republican presidential candidates and President Obama as potential choices:

Now I’d characterize Althouse as an agnostic on the Republican candidates, though I’m guessing she’d vote Romney, push come to shove. She voted for Obama in 2008. Those who comment on her blog, and there are a lot of them, seem to disparage Romney much more than they praise him. Some are not fans at all. I’d wager that 75% of them have claimed they would vote for someone else in an election; many of them that they would vote Democrat. All this, by the way, is just my impression as one who reads her blog and the comments regularly. Of course, it is possible that a bunch of Romney fans flooded the poll, though I doubt it. Ann gets plenty of traffic on her own; certainly, enough people drop by daily to account for the number of votes in the poll. That said, here are the results:

Now be honest. You would have voted for Romney in that poll as well, wouldn’t you? Now, who are you going to vote for as president? If your answer is anyone other than Romney, why?

UPDATE (8.22.12):

I just re-posted this on Facebook and in re-reading it, I noticed a contradiction in what I wrote vis a vis what’s in the poll. I’ve fixed that problem. Changes are in bold.

Higher Ground

By , February 26, 2012 7:31 pm

Van Morrison does a great job with religious music. “Higher Ground” is another good example, here played with Cliff Richard:

And here are the lyrics:

Whenever God shines his light on me
Opens up my eyes so I can see
When I look up in the darkest night
I know everything’s going to be alright
In deep confusion, in great despair
When I reach out for him he is there
When I am lonely as I can be
I know that God shines his light on me

Reach out for him, hell be there
With him your troubles you can share
If you live the life you love
You get the blessing from above
He heals the sick and heals the lame
Says you can do it too in Jesus name

He’ll lift you up and turn you around
And put your feet back on higher ground

Reach out for him, hell be there
With him your troubles you can share
You can use his higher power
In every day and any hour
He heals the sick and heals the lame
Says you can do it too in Jesus name

He’ll lift you up and turn you around
And put your feet back on higher ground.

Be Thou My Vision

By , February 26, 2012 7:13 pm

Of course, the LDS Church doesn’t have a corner on great hymns. “Be Thou My Vision” is one I wish we had in our hymnal. Better yet, I wish we simply could get Van Morrison to drop by on a Sunday to sing it for us.

Here are the lyrics:

Be Thou my vision, oh Lord of my heart
Nought be all else to me, save that Thy art
Thou my best thought in the day and the night
Waking or sleeping, Thou presence my light

Be Thou my wisdom, be Thou my true word
I ever with Thee and Thou with me Lord
Thou my great Father and I Thy true son
Thou in me dwelling and I with Thee one

Be Thou my breastplate, my sword for the fight
Be Thou my armour and be Thou my might
Thou my soul shelter, and Thy my high tower
Raise Thou me heavenwards, oh power of my power

Riches I need not, nor man’s empty praise
Thou mine inheritance through all of my days
Thou and Thou only though first in my heart
High king of heaven my treasure Thou art

Oh high king of heaven, when battle is done
Grant heaven’s joy to me, bright heaven sun
Christ of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my vision, though ruler of all

Da, da, da, da, da, etc.

If You Could Hie to Kolob

By , February 26, 2012 7:01 pm

No other LDS hymn captures the majesty of God’s creation than does “If You Could Hie to Kolob,” for me anyway.

Here are the words to all 5 verses:

If You Could Hie to Kolob, 284 – William W. Phelps

1. If you could hie to Kolob In the twinkling of an eye,
And then continue onward With that same speed to fly,
Do you think that you could ever, Through all eternity,
Find out the generation Where Gods began to be?

2. Or see the grand beginning, Where space did not extend?
Or view the last creation, Where Gods and matter end?
Me thinks the Spirit whispers, “No man has found ‘pure space,’
Nor seen the outside curtains, Where nothing has a place.”

3. The works of God continue, And worlds and lives abound;
Improvement and progression Have one eternal round.
There is no end to matter; There is no end to space;
There is no end to spirit; There is no end to race.

4. There is no end to virtue; There is no end to might;
There is no end to wisdom; There is no end to light.
There is no end to union; There is no end to youth;
There is no end to priesthood; There is no end to truth.

5. There is no end to glory; There is no end to love;
There is no end to being; There is no death above.
There is no end to glory; There is no end to love;
There is no end to being; There is no death above.

It Is Funny

By , February 25, 2012 9:38 pm

At least, I think so.

My Brother the NAIFA President

By , February 24, 2012 11:25 pm

As I mentioned earlier, my brother Jeff passed away recently on February 6. Today a relative posted the following on Facebook. It’s an article in the Cody Enterprise about Jeff’s election to the presidency of NAIFA, the National Association of Insurance and Financial Advisors. And here it is for you to read:

Charles Blows–So Says James Taranto, Sort of

By , February 24, 2012 4:37 pm

If you’ve never read James Taranto’s “Best of the Web” column in, you should. Here’s his most recent effort. I particularly like his take on New York Times columnist Charles Blow. Enjoy.

Who’s Out of Touch?

By , February 23, 2012 11:47 pm

I planned on writing about Romney’s tenure as bishop and stake president. I may still do so. But for now, this will do.

A few years back, a hive of hornets decided to make its nest on top of a second-story swamp cooler outside my cousin’s Boston-area home. My cousin made an ill-fated attempt to remove the hornets, which resulted in a two-story fall and a broken arm.

“This looks like a job for your home teacher,” said my cousin’s home teacher.

The home teacher brought over his own ladder and clothed himself in homemade beekeeping gear. He then made his way to the hornet’s nest and gathered the whole thing up in a garbage bag, avoiding any stings or the more severe injuries that had beset my cousin. He did this with no public fanfare, no accolades, and no thought of collecting payment for his efforts.

And who was this noble home teacher? A man by the name of Mitt Romney.

And Romney’s out of touch? Don’t think so.

Well, You Win Some and then You Sometimes Lose Them

By , February 23, 2012 9:58 am

Senator Marco Rubio was once a Mormon.

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