August 29th, 2016 by G. On the sweetness of Mormon life. Sacrament.  The front row woman suddenly starts to cry hard.  A 12-year old deacon offers her the sacrament tray and a wad of tissue the Bishop gave him.  She takes the bread, and  mouthes “thank you.” Your curly-headed toddler lolls in your lap.  “Jesus bread,” she says. ...
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