On March 30, just one year ago, little two-year-old Ethan Carnesecca, from American Fork, Utah, was admitted to the hospital with pneumonia and fluid around his lungs. His worried mother, Michele, was allowed to ride in the front seat and accompany her son. She was given a headset so she could communicate with the others in the helicopter. She could hear the medics working on her sick little boy, and being a pediatric nurse herself, Michele knew enough to understand that Ethan was in serious trouble. In this critical moment, Michele noticed they were flying directly over the Draper Utah Temple. I shared the message on families to the good people of Mexico on my mission. I was sealed to my eternal companion for time and all eternity in the temple. I taught lessons about families as a Young Women leader, and I shared stories about forever families with my children in family home evening.
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Each piece compels readers to rethink not only how they have arrived at their own personal beliefs but also the extent to which they share them with others. Buckley Jr. Enter your mobile number or email address below and we'll send you a link to download the free Kindle App. Then you can start reading Kindle books on your smartphone, tablet, or computer - no Kindle device required. To get the free app, enter your mobile phone number. Heartfelt, deeply cherished beliefs, doctrines for living yet none of them doctrinaire. Ideas and ideals that nourish. You can see it in their faces, in the photos in this book. And read it in their words.
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Other beliefs are squishier. You can believe in something but know it has exceptions, qualifications, and headwinds. I believe people are inherently good. One of the strangest stories in history is the Christmas truce in World War I. British and German soldiers paused combat for a day, came out of their trenches, shook hands with their sworn enemy, shared a cigarette, and played a friendly game of soccer. Then they went back to killing each other the next day. People want to be good. Sharing a cigarette and playing soccer may be natural, because most people are naturally good. But toss in a few incentives and slaughter can be flipped on in an instant. And we love that narrative, because people are actually good.
I do not believe in Belief. But this is an Age of Faith, and there are so many militant creeds that, in self-defence, one has to formulate a creed of one's own. Tolerance, good temper and sympathy are no longer enough in a world which is rent by religious and racial persecution, in a world where ignorance rules, and Science, who ought to have ruled, plays the subservient pimp. Tolerance, good temper and sympathy - they are what matter really, and if the human race is not to collapse they must come to the front before long. But for the moment they are not enough, their action is no stronger than a flower, battered be- neath a military jackboot. They want stiffening, even if the process coarsens them.