
Going off the rails a little bit for this one, in that it’s a post by a Mormon mommy (gasp!). But it is, frankly, too good to resist, and it has a nice little message for our Mormon daddy community, too.
Kacy Faulconer speaks beautifully of what it means to be enmeshed in a ward of her “peeps,” fellow Lattter-day Saints, with all their weirdnesses mixed in with their beautiful acts of kindness. (My favorite line: “Every ward has a few weirdos and if yours doesn’t–it’s you.”)
“Peeps in my ward plan parties for me that I don’t even want to go to like they are some over-eager friend. But then I go (begrudgingly) and it’s fun and good. I used to plan those parties for them and they came (begrudgingly) and it was fun and good. Left to my own devices I would stay home and do nothing (don’t get me wrong–this is not without merit) but sometimes a little nudge to do more is OK. You can’t anticipate what you’re going to get from these peeps because you don’t always know what you need. I didn’t know I needed a frozen chocolate drumstick with nuts from my gal-pal/80-year-old neighbor yesterday but as it turned out, it hit the spot quite nicely.”
This Easter season, Kacy’s post, which you can read here, hit the spot quite nicely.



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