Let Joy Find You>
Happiness isn't a destination; it's something that finds you along the way.
BYU bids a fond farewell to the Harris Fine Arts Center, a longtime home for the arts and communications.
Flashes of Light>
Steven J. Lund shares flashes of light, or moments of revelation from God, that he has experienced in life.
A trio of BYU students made it to the semifinals of NBC’s Capital One College Bowl.
Planting Seeds in STEM
Kids learn about science—everything from the water cycle to anatomy—at STEM club, run by BYU education majors.
Known, Found, Remembered
Over the course of 20 years, an alumna and her BYU humanities professor share gifts of belonging.
By Small and Simple Things
BYU engineers use new technology to etch the entire text of the Book of Mormon on a palm-sized silicon wafer.
No Technoference, Please!
Parents’ unhealthy social-media habits may put their children at risk.
The sound of the Artemis I launch, with its snaps and pops, was like “40 million bowls of crackling Rice Krispies."
Family history gets faster as economics professor Joseph P. Price (BA ’03) and a team of skilled students run the Record
Running on Empty
BYU Economics Professor Christian Vom Lehn answers questions about inflation and the state of the economy in 2022.
Health is another driver of the Johnsons’ pickleball passion. “Pickleball saved my life,” and he means it.
A professor has inspired more than 5,000 BYU students to register as bone-marrow donors.
Inspiring Kid Creativity
With the help of his kids, an alum brings art lessons to children everywhere.
Called to Service
Meet Dawn Dimick, BYU's first female military chaplaincy student.
Rachel Cannon Boss (’23) isn’t an art student, but she still has a painting hanging in a gallery.
Try two delicious cake recipes from blogger Cake by Courtney: a chocolate cheesecake cake and a biscoff strawberry cake.
Not many families can say they have an NCAA All-American, but the Thompson family had three in one year.
From Cod to Korma
Few things are as evocative—or as imbued with meaning—as food.
Wherever mom was, we were. In the kitchen. On her king-size bed. As close as we could possibly get to her on the couch.