Happy Easter! Well… today’s run turned into a full-on reenactment of the Good Samaritan 😅 — and honestly, a pretty powerful Easter reminder about love, compassion, and how we’re never left alone on the side of the road. I was out enjoying a beautiful Saturday morning, feeling strong—checked my watch and got a little too…

On that first Easter morning, the angel declared: “He is not here: for he is risen.” Matthew 28:6 Those words not only changed the world. They also changed my life. When Tisa passed away from cancer, Easter stopped being symbolic hope and became living hope. I didn’t just lose my wife of 28 years —…

During Stake Conference, our mission leader Sister Holmes gave a talk about redwoods which I felt impressed to share. She spoke about the magnificent California Redwood — trees that soar over 300 feet into the sky, standing as some of the tallest living things on earth. What struck me most wasn’t their height, their age,…

Tisa— Today would have been our 30th wedding anniversary. February 17, 1996. Marrying you, loving you, and raising a family with you has been the greatest blessing of my life. You noticed the overlooked, cheered for the struggling, and showed what Christlike love and service looked like in everyday life. You were fierce in the…

I recently heard a quote from President Spencer W. Kimball that caused me to ponder. He taught that we must not only leave Babylon, but also “give up the summer cottage there.” Babylon is often easy to recognize when it is loud and obvious. A summer cottage, however, suggests something quieter—something we do not live…

Today, I had the opportunity to attend Rudy’s baptism, and I left feeling deeply moved—not just by the ordinance itself, but by the quiet acts of faith that led him there. Rudy’s journey began long before entering the waters of baptism. It began with a gentle thought. His neighbor, Amina, felt a simple impression to…

As I was reading Psalm 18, I felt as though the Lord was gently recounting the story of my life back to me: “In my distress I called to the Lord… From his temple he heard my voice… He reached down from on high and took hold of me; He drew me out of deep…

At the beginning of December, I prayed for something very specific: the opportunity to give someone a Book of Mormon before Christmas. As I followed promptings to adjust my plans, I met someone who willingly accepted a copy. She even expressed a desire to read it and attend Christmas services. Although she didn’t read as…

At Christmas, I think about the people who have carried me through both joy and loss. If you’re reading this, you’re one of them—and I want you to know how grateful I am for you. Thank you for being willing to be your brother’s keeper, as we are gently reminded in the hymn “Lord, I…

Today my heart is full as I think about Sister Jennifer and the quiet, powerful gift she offers every week. Sister Jennifer opened her home—her garage—to become a sanctuary. Because of her willingness to consecrate her space, families can worship closer to their homes and avoid the burden of transportation costs. Many now walk to…