The Gospel Doesn’t Shift—We Do
There are moments in Relief Society when a single question reveals the spiritual weather of the room. Today, the question was this: “Why was the Family Proclamation announced to the women first?” Some sisters felt the weight of it—as if a heavy responsibility had been placed on women alone. Others heard echoes of old frustrations about gender, roles, or perceived imbalance in the Church. The tone carried a familiar undercurrent, one I’ve heard more often in recent years: a quiet resentment toward the Church itself. I felt a sadness settle in my chest—not because the feelings were invalid, but because I recognized them. I have lived through my own seasons of misinterpretation, where cultural narratives spoke louder than eternal ones. And I know how easy it is to confuse the follies of mortals with the doctrines of Christ. But the gospel has never been the source of our wounds. It is the balm. The Gospel Doesn't Shift—We Do There’s a word that unsettles me whenever it pops up ...