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The Mormon moment

I felt moved today over something small and semantic. In fast and testimony meeting a man ended his testimony by saying I am grateful that God lives. Typically a testimony is an expression of belief: I know that God lives. For whatever reason it was stirring to me that his testimony presupposed that we would know.

To know is at once impossible and hard, at once easy and intuitive.

10:56 p.m. - 2012-06-03

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