Iwas talking with a friend, a fervent, faithful follower of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, the other day, and he brought up a family member who had disavowed her faith or, more precisely, had traded it in for what she now considered a “more logical” approach to good living.

As he talked, my friend’s words took on a mournful tone. He spoke in a kind of hushed, biblical whisper, as though he had closed the casket on a loved one. He grieved over a deserted testimony, a soul left wandering in a worldly fog. But inside the emotion that seemed like sorrow, he had an attendant sharp-edged complaint. He said this family member had grown critical of what she once believed, what she had been led to believe.

That’s when he dropped in a Latter-day Saint cliche, one that like a lot

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