Mormon Mishaps and Mischief $9.99 (signed copy)
From Back of Jacket: Ward Meetings Have Never Been so Funny!
This collection of humorous anecdotes from celebrated LDS authors [C.L. Beck, D.N. Giles and others] shows off Church members at their finest. From primary pranks to cheeky comments made by Zion’s youth to high priests hijinx, no age group is immune to the potential for humor.
Though it may not be in the official Word of Wisdom, laughter really is the best medicine. Whether you’re a senior missionary, or an eight-year-old graduating to senior primary, you’re bound to get a kick out of these silly stories.
Read about:
*The preschooler who was afraid of being eaten by ‘Sunbeans’
* Establishing Zion in Cougar Stadium
*The ‘oddmonition’ of Paul
*The 14th article of faith
*Doing battle with the “Laman Knights”
*A young women outing that almost landed the class behind bars…and lots more!
Perfect for those long Sunday afternoons, Mormon Mishaps and Mischief will keep your family laughing all week long!
Cup of Comfort Book of Christmas Prayer $14.95
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Cindy Beck's Story, "The Faith of a Child"is featured in A Cup of Comfort Book of Christmas Prayer
Excerpt … my heart clenched with anxiety as the air around us became a blanket of white, and visibility dropped to one-hundred feet. Despite the hazardous conditions, cars passed us, throwing slush all over the windshield of our little Chevy Chevette.
Russ leaned forward, peering intently and trying to see through the ice that formed under the wipers. I leaned with him, hoping to help. In the back seat, Davey sang and talked, oblivious to the danger …
My Dad is My Hero $9.95
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Cindy (C.L.) Beck's story, "A Whap on the Head" is featured in My Dad is My Hero.
Excerpt: "Did you hear that noise?” Mom said in a startled voice as she bolted upright in bed. The springs creaked slightly as she turned toward Dad and nudged him with her elbow.
“Uumph.” His eyes remained closed and he breathed heavily, still half-asleep, unaware of the sounds that had seeped into her subconscious and caused alarm.
As she listened, the front screen door closed with a small click that reverberated through the quiet house. Their home had been broken into twice before, but never when they were inside. Mom leaned over Dad and shook him. “Wake up!” she whispered in a restrained hiss, her face blanching white with fear....
Cup of Comfort for Breast Cancer Survivors $9.95
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Cindy (C.Lynn) Beck's story, "Dancing in the Moonlight" is featured in Cup of Comfort for Breast Cancer Survivors.
Excerpt: I’ve never had breast cancer, but I’d like to tell you the story of someone who has—a woman who not only survived, but eleven years later celebrated her fiftieth wedding anniversary by strolling the sunny plazas of Venice and watching the stars brighten the night sky in Greece. It’s a tale of courage and hope, a story I know well. You see, that stargazer is my mother.
It was early summer, 1995. Mom and I were talking on the phone. After chatting about this and that, she casually said, “They think things look a little suspicious, so they’re keeping an eye on it ....”
Cup of Comfort for Horse Lovers $9.95
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Cindy (C.L.) Beck's story, "Horse on Lap" is featured in Cup of Comfort for Horse Lovers.
Excerpt: Sugar was supposed to be my dream horse, but so far she’d been a white nightmare. “You crazy horse,” I chided her when she balked at the sight of a charred cedar post in the fence line. “You’ve been past that blackened pole before, and it hasn’t changed a bit. And it doesn’t have ghosts.”
Sugar snorted and sidestepped, and it felt like I was sitting atop an earthquake. Putting pressure on her ribs with my heel, I encouraged her to walk over to inspect the post. Her muscular body tensed—her ears pricked forward and her neck arched in the bow shape that made Arabians so beautiful—and she refused to budge....
Life is Like Riding a Unicycle $13.95
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Cindy (C.L.) Beck's story, "Priming the Pump" is featured in Life is Like Riding a Unicycle.
Excerpt: The fire crackled, ash sifting down onto my hair, waves of heat shimmering as trees spontaneously burst into flame. Click, click, click, I snapped off photos for the newspaper as fast as I could, my face growing hotter by the minute as the fire moved toward me.
"How long can I stand here before my clothes burst into flames?"
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