I, like so many women in the Church, desperately yearned to know my Heavenly Mother. And after years of being chastised for this effort, It dawned on me. I already knew her. She was me. She was my future. I too would one day have a daughter – countless daughters – who would yearn to know me, but would be forbidden from even knowing my name. And what’s worse, I would somehow have to call it love.

Thank God that there is no Heavenly Mother – at least I pray there isn’t – because the idea of her Eternal Nothingness is a fate so much worse than death. A fate I gladly chose to renounce.

— RLJ, Salt Lake City UT

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