It's been over a week now since the protest-turned-riot at the Capitol Building in Washington DC. I have spent the last week trying to digest what occurred. I've read and watched the coverage and opinions of several media outlets. I've read the many opinions of social media. I've tried to look at what happened from as many angles and sides as I could to better understand what happened, how it happened, and how we came to this point as a country. The inauguration of the 46th President of the United States will occur this coming Wednesday. This is not just a special event for US Citizens. It is a special and sacred event for the world, because the United States is the symbol of freedom, democracy, and peaceful transition of power. Many of my ancestors helped to settle and build this great country. My blood is as American as any person of Western European descent could possibly be. I am proud of that. I thank God often that I was blessed to be born and raised in this b
Christmas is a season FULL of tradition. Tradition is so important, because it brings people together. It provides opportunities to create memories. Traditions are an integral part of family culture, because it helps us feel a sense of belonging, safety, and love. Growing up, both Emma and I spent Christmas with only our immediate families. We didn't travel to grandparents' homes or others. We didn't host or go to parties. Christmas was always a simple, small, intimate holiday spent at home with just my parents and siblings. This tradition is something Emma and I have carried on with our family. We spent our very first Christmas in our 1-bedroom basement apartment. Just the two of us with our little Charlie Brown Christmas tree. We were between semesters at BYU-Idaho, and if you've ever been in Rexburg during the holidays it is practically a ghost town. All the students have gone home. Of the married students who lived in our complex we could have counted on one hand