Kenneth R. Hardman

Stories and songs of God's hand—seen across generations

  • (a personal five minute story) On Sunday, June 22, 2003, our nephew Andrew York was lost in the Colorado River near Moab. We were deeply saddened and wanted to help. Some family members went immediately while others gathered in Provo and prayed. By evening there was no good news, Andrew was presumed to have drowned.…

  • What are your parents’ memories of you – before you can remember? It was warmer than usual that year, the Christmas of 1958 in Burbank, California, as the minty-pine smell of eucalyptus trees filled the ‘valley’ air. Indeed, the Santa Ana winds labored longer than normal, like my mother. Born three weeks late on December…

  • We are deeply blessed as we remember our service missions, Nauvoo (2002 & 2015), Mosida Handcart Trek Site (2003-2004), and Maui (2005-2006). Back home we are getting caught up on things, seeing family a little more often, and for me, coaching two new senior project Capstone teams in the BYU College of Engineering. We recently…

  • A poem by Kenneth R Hardman, 2023, revised 2026 Introduction: I love harmony. In music, two or more different notes are played or sung creating a pleasing chord, then captured by the ears. In sunlight two or more full spectrum rays branch out and are acted upon by each unique path or journey, then attractively…

  • Why did Jesus teach what seems unnatural and hard for most of us, “Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you…” The bible states the reason in part so “that ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven…” (Matt. 5:44-45) Was this a rule…

  • Hearing aids blessed the high-tone breadth of what I can hear – The Gospel opens the high traits in what I can see and be In March of this year while serving on Maui. I had this delightful experience. “It was a pleasant Aloha Saturday morning as Joan and I drove from Wailuku to Wailea.…

  • Have you ever had ‘wondrous and glorious thoughts during a time of trial?’ Do you know someone who exercised their agency toward faith or optimism even when their options were limited by others? In the fall of 1951, seven years before I was born, the war raged on in Korea. Dad wrote his Sunday letter…

  • Life is filled with many ‘ones.’ There’s that next ‘one’ beach or bay not yet visited. There’s that personal feeling of one-on-one with God, or even with a loving priesthood leader. There’s the ‘one’ who comes alone to addiction recovery group but still feels Gods love for them, the one. There’s the ‘one’ who lifts…

  • We have witnessed ‘beauty for ashes’ (Isaiah 61:3), growth from despair, power from Jesus Christ. And even though there is sometimes unfortunate relapse, we know that God never gives up but picks us up where we are and helps all move forward if we will. And we have seen that those who keep coming back…

  • Several years ago, while reading, “Experience God’s Love,” by Dale G. Renlund (reference below) my emotions took hold of my pen and marked every page. Anxious to remember his journey and counsel I began writing, and re-writing. Perhaps like a Psalm, it has become my practice, even my method of study, to attempt to embody…