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@syninlv @ldsabuse Or find an old copy of the general handbook, or someone with experience of the annotation system who doesn't mind talking about it. Fwiw I gather it was in use at least 24 years ago, and didn't need any kind of legal process then.

@ldsabuse You would have to ask a Q-15 member , or get someone who worked at church HQ for that answer.. any average member has zero clue they even do this.

I could use a little help on this. Does anyone know the history of when the church started annotating the membership records of sexual predators in their congregations? I'd like to dig up this case and learn more about it, but don't have a lot of good information to work with.

@BenBird53920553 Probably depends on the teachers you had. We covered it in Seminary around 1993 (England), but by then I'd heard about it from other ward members. It was a pretty common question/comment in my mission area, so the missionaries talked about it a fair bit too.

I served a Mormon mission from 2002 - 2004. None of us missionaries knew that Joseph Smith practiced polygamy. I was never taught that as a Mormon kid. I don't think I found out until I was in my mid-twenties, and I didn't find out about it at church. I found out about it online.

@TheSimDoughnut @USSGoodGirl A warrior's drink!

@USSGoodGirl Get her some prune juice to wash them down with. Maybe combine them into a smoothie. Kids love smoothies. 😉

The girl: you know that big bag of dried plums dad bought from Costco? Me: yeah Girl: I tried them and they’re sooo good I ate a bunch of them. Me: uhhhh…. Girl: what? They’re delicious. Do you want one? Me: no, I do not lol

@JohnnyVaught @CheerfulReader Ngl, this looks more like a 7:3 situation to me.

@CheerfulReader No Need To Yell At Your Neighbors. Showing Your Kids That Your Worries Are Someone Else’s Problems And The Only Way To Resolve The Issue Is To Bellow Into The Dark And Expect Obedience. Boooo Reread Matthew 6:27 And Chill Out

Last night I yelled at the campers in the spot next to ours From our campsite Just bellowed through the dark "Hey! LANGUAGE! There are little kids over here. Now GO TO SLEEP AND BE QUIET" And they did 😂

@truthank @CheerfulReader Having seen my cat march in and break up a fight between two of her adolescent kittens, I absolutely believe it. That air of maternal authority is the same across species.

@CheerfulReader If you have the right mom "Voice" you can make any one do anything. Even cats will listen to you

@babybeginner @melsorbit A lot of us are getting educated today.

@melsorbit I had no clue there was an animal twitter! What took people so long to tell me?!!!!!

I am NEVER leaving this app. It started here. 1/

@babybeginner @melsorbit @sanandreafault It's probably not your fault.

@melsorbit @sanandreafault OMG! Wth??????

@digibruce @Birdyword @AdamRackis I was thinking that design would attract the strange people anyway. Speedruns through Castle Data, anyone?

@Birdyword @AdamRackis Why not make the roof an actual castle roof where you can do LARPing events? With the surrounding area being a battlefield and off-site parking? Of course then you'd have traffic and strange people around but hey, economic diversity!

Many people do not seem to want data centres built near them, despite the fact that they don't cause that much traffic and often generate a lot of local tax revenue. I suspect it's partly because they're ugly! My proposal:

@the_jake_bastow A HP once told me some older men got ordained high priests just so they could join their peers in the old High Priests' Groups, which seemed odd to me but might support that feeling. I (30 years an elder) don't feel that way at all. The world needs Shiblons as well as Helamans.

I recently reconnected with a former neighbor and friend from a ward we once lived in. It was great to catch up with him. During our conversation, he shared something that surprised me. He’s in his late 60s, has been a faithful member of the Church his entire life, and has served willingly wherever he’s been called. Yet he’s still an Elder in the Melchizedek Priesthood and has never had a calling that required him to be ordained a High Priest. He told me he wonders if that means he hasn’t been faithful, righteous, or worthy enough. Hearing that was hard coming from such a good man. I reassured him that what matters most isn’t where or in what office we serve, but how we serve. Still, he admitted he sometimes feels like he doesn’t measure up to other men his age - or younger - and hopes the Lord doesn’t hold it against him in the end. It saddened me to hear such a good, faithful man carry that kind of quiet doubt - even after a lifetime of devotion. So I want to ask: for those of you in the LDS Church, is there an unspoken cultural perception that a man should eventually be ordained a High Priest, and that if he isn’t, he ought to question his worthiness, righteousness, or value? I’ve never personally seen it that way, but maybe others have had a different experience. #SaintsOnX

@jkimballcook @Sprite_z0 I met a sister who split her mini-quad into 2 and sewed the two inner covers on as new outer covers. They looked neat, but yours are a level above.

When I was a missionary I had the compact size scriptures in two separate volumes, Bible and triple combination. I wore that set out on my mission, but I keep them for sentimental value. I have wanted another set like that because I don't like the single-volume quad, 1/

@1000HolyPlaces Little Earthworm in the Ground The Lady of Shallot Butt Prints in the Sand Good Timber Fleas Ode to a Goldfish

Have you ever memorized a poem? If so, which one?

@Poppy_yyyyyyyy She did well. My youngest was bitten by a seagull, and a little while later he started saying "mine" for anything he wanted. I'm researching cures for avianthropy.

A seagull once swooped for my grandma’s ice cream at Paignton zoo. She grabbed it mid swoop and still ate the ice cream, all from her wheelchair.

@the_jake_bastow Another side I've seen: a depressed brain often recycles the same few thoughts over and over, in much the same way as a tired brain, because changing the train of thought takes more energy. Sometimes sufferers mistake the repetition for a spiritual prompting. Stay safe, folks.

The song “A Child’s Prayer” includes the lyric: “Some say that heaven is far away, But I feel it close around me as I pray.” I believe that’s true. But I also know this: During my bout with depression I didn’t “feel [heaven] close around me as I pray[ed].” When I prayed, I felt nothing. No closeness. No comfort. Just silence. If you’re in that place, it can be terrifying. You start to wonder if something is wrong with you. If you’re doing something wrong. If you have no worth or are unworthy. If God has stepped away. But that’s not what’s happening. Sometimes the struggle isn’t spiritual; it’s neurological. That’s because your mind, which includes your imperfect brain, can make you feel numb or oblivious to spiritual promptings from above. Your mind can become so heavy, so exhausted, that you can’t register light the way you normally would. Even spiritual light. That doesn’t mean heaven is far away. It means you’re fighting something real. And in that fight, the adversary is quick to step in - whispering lies about your worth, your standing, and your future. Don’t believe him. Even if you can’t feel it right now, please know this: - You are loved - perfectly and completely - by your Heavenly Father and His Son Jesus Christ. That love doesn’t turn on and off based on what you feel. It is constant. So if all you can do is keep going, then just keep going. - Continue to pray even if you don’t want to or feel like it works. Little by little, you will be blessed even if you don’t see it. - Talk to someone, including trusted family and friends. - Seek help from certified professionals. Participate in counseling or other therapy. Take prescribed medications if needed. - Take care of your body, even in small ways. Strive to eat more healthy, get enough rest, exercise, and get outside every day. And if everything in you feels like letting go: HOLD ON! Please stay. Your life matters more than you can see right now. Your family needs you. Your friends need you. Those you have yet to meet need you. This season you’re in? It’s not the end of your story. Light will come again. YOU’VE GOT THIS!!! ***Friends: if you have no one you feel like you can talk to, please reach out to me. I am willing to be that someone. Please take care of yourselves and one another.*** #SaintsOnX #FloodXwithTruth #depression #anxiety #mentalhealthawareness

@SamaHoole Where were the kids getting the extra iron from? Was it being added to the milk?

In 1946 the British government introduced free school milk for every child in the country. One third of a pint, every school day, from the age of five to the age of fifteen. The milk was whole. Full-fat. From British dairy herds. It was delivered to the school gate in small glass bottles with foil caps and left on the doorstep in metal crates, where it sat in the sun until morning break if the weather was warm and developed a slightly suspect taste that an entire generation of British adults can still describe with uncomfortable precision. The generation that grew up on school milk was, by every anthropometric measure, the healthiest generation of British children ever recorded. Average height increased. Bone density improved. Dental health, despite the sugar in everything else, improved. Iron deficiency rates among school-age children dropped. The growth charts that the Ministry of Health had been keeping since the war showed a consistent, measurable, year-on-year improvement that tracked precisely onto the introduction of the milk programme. In 1971 Margaret Thatcher, then Education Secretary, cut free school milk for children over seven. The tabloids called her Thatcher the Milk Snatcher. She was vilified. She kept the policy. The next generation of British children, the ones who grew up without the daily third of a pint, were measurably less healthy than the one before. The growth charts show it. The dental records show it. The conscription medicals, while they lasted, showed it. The thing the milk had been providing, the calcium, the vitamin D, the vitamin A, the complete amino acid profile, the conjugated linoleic acid, the fat-soluble nutrients that a growing skeleton requires in order to reach its genetic potential, was no longer arriving at morning break in a glass bottle with a foil cap. It was replaced, eventually, by nothing. Or by a carton of fruit juice. Or by a packet of crisps from the vending machine that appeared in the school corridor in the 1990s. The generation that drank the milk is now in its seventies and eighties. They are, on average, taller, stronger-boned, and longer-lived than the generation that came after them. The milk was not magic. The milk was milk. It was the thing the body needed, delivered at the time the body needed it, at a cost the government considered acceptable until it didn't. The cost of not providing it has been rather higher.

@HardingJ66 @naturevideos Scenario #1: A child recorded it while waiting for an adult to arrive. #2: Same sheep keeps getting stuck, so the shepherd decided to record it this time. #3: This was a video call to the farmer by a helpful but ovinophobic neighbour. #4: Wait, I'm counting sheep scenarios… 🤷💤

@naturevideos So instead of helping it out of its predicament they decide to film it struggling and stressing???? What the heck is wrong with people?

Sheep gets stuck in tire swing

@Parley_Preaches @bcbaker66 I remember tithing slips having a section for donations to the ward budget. One winter our bishop asked the ward to give more so he could keep the heating on. Later, a wealthy primary teacher made a big donation to the budget and called it a Christmas present to the bishop.

Many don’t remember the way the saints used to have to raise money to build ward houses and temples. It wasn’t that long ago- my parents remember doing it. And some wards even had “assessments” where based on your income, your contributions for buildings could change. I’m grateful for the fulfillment of President Snow’s words and that the church is in a place where we no longer have to personally find the construction of buildings. To argue he was talking about the cessation of paying tithing is generally done by those intentionally being deceptive IMO.

I see that this intentionally dishonest meme is making the rounds again. It is a textbook example of pulling a quote out of its immediate and broader context to make it sound like something the person never said and never would have said. A short but instructive 🧵.

@the_jake_bastow I still think someone should use this name...

I’m trying to come up with a name for an LDS rock band and have narrowed it down to 4. Which one is your favorite? #SaintsOnX

@jaredadairbell 🤣

I actually thought her response was kinda funny. I get dark humor.

@fortunefav91296 @naturevideos How do you know "they didn't get stuck by themselves"? Seems like the sort of thing one of mine might have done.

@naturevideos This is animal abuse..they didn't get stuck by themselves..this isn't cute or funny it's horribly cruel and sadistic for likes?pathetic

@Amulek1976 @NoblestCalling Well dang.

@NoblestCalling Don't forget we have to start walking to Adam-ondi-Ahman in one hour.

Testing to see if my little brother watched conference this morning