The voice of God I knew was gentle, kind, and deliberate   And that voice was not forbidding me to write or speak, as long as I did so honestly and without malice.  Even if I made mistakes from time to time, as a writer or as a Mormon, that voice would not condemn me.  It would guide me firmly and gently through.

There is no way forward, I believe, but to tell our whole story.  Not the made-for-television version, but the entire very imperfect story, the one that reveals the human flaws of the one who came before us.  THe ones that present Mormons as a people who are earnest and industrious and satisfied sometimes with easy contradictions, sweetly tender and capable of ignorance and arrogance.  A people of sparkling differences and human failings.  A people chosen because we have chosen to be ourselves. A people who are not afraid to tell an unorthodox story full of angels, sacred groves, ancestor pioneers, sacrifice, and longing, because an unorthodox story is what history has given us to tell.
A unorthodox story is nothing to be ashamed of.  It is something that deserves to be shared.

p.185, 188   "The Book of Mormon Girl" by Joanna Brooks
http://joannabrooks.org/

I really enjoyed the idea of the parable of the wheat and the tare as it related to the church itself.  I've always thought of it as us vs. the world and its influences.  I felt at peace thinking the church with all its functions would also parallel.
Excellent honest faith rewarding book.