March 20th, 2017 by G. On the sweetness of Mormon life. Sunday evening.  You take your kids on a walk to the park.  The spring breeze is on your face, fresh like a breeze off the ocean. The breeze is brisker on the swings.  The twilight street lamps come on.  As you swing up, you see directly ahead the evening star, like a pinhole into heaven. ...
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