A tiny steel cable, an Italian floor lamp, and a fifty-year-old General Conference talk remind me that losing our balance doesn't mean losing our purpose.

An aeroponic tower garden offers a hopeful lesson in nourishing faith, practicing patience, and sharing the blessings we receive.

Success is not usually found inside the comfort zone. Success is found just beyond it, where your excuses start getting loud, where your body starts arguing with your spirit, and where you have to decide what kind of person you really intend to become.

Faith is a lot like bread. It takes simple ingredients; pressure; waiting; heat; and trust. Most of us want the finished loaf. God is usually working with the dough.

Our jobs do more than pay bills. In long days, tired hands, difficult people, and honest effort, God teaches patience, humility, responsibility, and faith. Sometimes the work shaping our testimony is the work we almost overlooked.

A personal testimony about losing my daughter, questioning God, and finding peace through the Atonement of Jesus Christ — where mercy meets justice, and grief is not the price.