I read a book about the trials of women who have lived through and triumphed over addiction, abandonment, and abuse, and the author makes a really strong point.

The book says that all those who stand for Jesus are dangerous.

I'm not sure about you, but I've never thought of myself as "dangerous." I'm barely above five foot, and I'm pretty sure no one would ever perceive me as a threat.

But there's a word that is used simultaneously with dangerous, and it is risk.

Even though it's officially June, we had so many wonderful military submissions from last month that we're doing an encore. Today's experience was submitted by Brother Kerry Carlini.

For the Branch No. 2 saints, Sunday evening, December 7, 1941, had started as any other M.B.A. service, although the aim that evening was to rehearse for their upcoming Christmas program. Suddenly, like the rest of the world, their evening activities came to a deadening halt when the news of the bombing of Pearl Harbor was relayed to the branch (in person, for a phone had yet to be installed).

Here is something for you to ponder this weekend. Remember, the Lord won't tempt you beyond what you're able, but YOU might!

We had a Sunday school lesson recently about the importance of loving our neighbor, which got me thinking. Do I really love my "neighbors" as I love myself? Can my neighbors tell that I'm a servant of the Lord by how I act?

We bought our house a year and a half ago. When we first moved in, most of our neighbors in the surrounding houses stopped by to talk to us, feeling us out and getting our back story. Then, we'd waved to each other whenever we passed by. When we got our dog, we started seeing a lot more of our neighbors on a regular basis since we walk him a couple times a day.

Today, we're sharing two military experiences that share a common theme. They show how God answered the diligent prayers of the saints by preventing disasters on the battlefield. Many times we focus on what God does, but we often overlook the calamity that He prevents.

A few weeks ago, I wrote a post on judging. Shortly after writing it, I was summoned to the Hall of Justice in downtown San Diego for jury duty. Long story short, I got picked as a juror on a two-week civil trial. Needless to say, I got my fill of "judging" during my stint in the box.

The case was a lawsuit involving a car accident, so we had to decide who was at fault and assign monetary compensation. When the 12 of us entered the jury room and began deliberating, it was easy to decide who was at fault (the evidence was pretty clear), but agreeing on how much money to award for pain and suffering was excruciating.

Today's military-related Miracle Monday is taken from the pages of the Detroit Branch 1 history. We want to thank Sister Rosanne Champine for directing us to this testimony of Brother Frank DiDonato. We also want to wish all the veterans out there a happy Memorial Day! Thank you for serving our country.

In December 1944, I was drafted into the service, just three months following my marriage, being placed into the infantry, which was very rough, indeed.

April showers bring May flowers. It's the time of year when the earth explodes with new life. How about our spiritual lives? 

Today, we're sharing another military testimony submitted for this month's Miracle Monday theme.

In 1970, during the Vietnam War, I was drafted into the U.S. Army. My wife and I had only been married for a year. As we celebrated our anniversary, we were saddened by the thought of being apart for most of the following two years.

Today, we're sharing an experience from the church in Zambia. It happened on April 7, 2014, and Brother Chalwe tells it in his own words.

In one of our recent Sunday worship services, we heard the testimony of a young boy of 17 years we anointed and prayed for who had been diagnosed to have a tumor in his stomach.

I was reading Brother Ishmael D'Amico's pamphlet titled "My Testimony," and one interesting incident really stuck out in my mind. I wish to relate it to you, quoting from his pamphlet.

In the beginning of August 1919, a friend of mine gave me a Bible. He said, "I know you like these crazy church people, so here is a Bible to make you crazy too." I must say that I was anxious to read it.

Today's military-related Miracle Monday is taken from The Church History Vol. 2. Brother Lou Pietrangelo shared the following experience had during World War II. Make sure you check out the special treat at the end of this article!

After being trained on B-29 aircraft, I flew overseas to the Pacific Theater to a U.S. air base on a small island called Tinian, about 1,500 miles off of Japan's main island. One evening while preparing for flight takeoff (one per minute), as we waited in our positions to get on the runway, I decided to write a letter to my mother.

Last year's Summer Reading Challenge was so much fun, we're doing it again, and it starts on May 26, so mark your calendars!

We're taking things down a notch this time. Instead of trying to tackle the entire Bible in three months, we're going to read the whole Book of Mormon! The Book of Mormon is totally doable in 90 days. We've come up with a calendar that you can download and print.

Today, we want to simply acknowledge God's love for us. All of us have so many testimonies of thanks and miracles that have shaped our lives, and today we want to take a minute to praise God!

Check out this short video of your fellow brothers and sisters from around the church, and rejoice in the joy on their faces.

Whether the weather is still brisk and chilly or warm and sunny where you live, we hope you enjoy this testimony by Sister Teri-Lyn Tunno. If you would like to praise God for something He did for you, please send us your story!

I want to share an answered prayer. Even though it may seem small to most, it meant so much to me and is something I will never forget.

One evening about 10 years ago, my younger sister was working late at her second job at the local mall. Since my brother-in-law was out of town, our dad was babysitting my 3-year-old nephew all day. When I got home from my job, I saw the weather report predicting a band of snow coming our way. As it began to fall, everything turned white.