My previous entry was about the amazing
conversion of Margaret Crawford Houston to The Church of Jesus Christ of
Latter-day Saints. This entry is about her husband, James Houston (my 3rd great grandfather), who also had
an amazing conversion to the church. James' story reminds me a little bit of the
prophet Joseph Smith's own history and his own endeavor to find the truth. I am grateful for James' courage and the decision he
made nearly 180 years ago, which no doubt has affected me for the better.
Below are James Houston's own words from his autobiography, which is available on FamilySearch.org (ID: KWBB-6WN):
Below are James Houston's own words from his autobiography, which is available on FamilySearch.org (ID: KWBB-6WN):
James Houston Conversion
James Houston 1817 - 1864 |
One day I was at an election
meeting where a priest was doing his best to explain his faith. I felt a desire
to be with good people when they were gathered. The priest was speaking on the
subject, "What To Do To Be Saved." I continued praying in my heart,
when there was something that came over me that made me feel good all over. I
did not say anything to others. I often thought about it, but did not know what
it was. But I know now. The Lord heard my prayers and gave the answer -- that I
would be shown the right way. I think I was about 14 years old.
I served four years as an
apprentice silk-shawl weaver with my brother, John, just before he died.
Shortly after his death he came to me one night in a dream. He asked me some
questions and I asked him some. From that time on, things took a turn, although
I can see many ways that the Lord opened up the way for me to understand the
Gospel.
The Elders came to
Paisley [Scotland] about the time I had the
dream. I mean the Elders of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
came. I was so engrossed in the company that I did not get to hear them. I went
to their place one night and they would not let me in because they had been
disturbed before.
So I got into conversation with
one of their listeners who had been at the meeting the night before. He told me
of an angel coming to Joseph Smith and what the angel said. The power followed
the word and it ran through me from head to foot. I began to stand up for it
and was surprised at myself.
I got a book, "The Voice of
Warning," and began to read it, and the devil began to be mad. I did not
know what was the matter. The man of the house where I lodged was a religious
man, and when I read in the book and it was so good I would preach to him, and it
would make him raving mad. He said all these things were done away with. He
spoke of the things I could not understand and that made him very mad and me so
pleased, but I was not to be put off
that way. I could not get rid of that feeling and would argue in the
workshop until I was astonished at myself.
I sailed for America October 15,
1840 with a small company of saints. Everywhere I could see the same spirit
against the saints. It confirms me more. After a pleasant journey of nine
weeks, we landed at New Orleans, Mississippi, America, on December 2, 1840. We
took a steamboat to St. Louis arriving December 17. (Elder Mulliner, the leader
of the company, was unsuccessful in hiring a boat to take the company to Nauvoo
and a number of the emigrants remained in Alton, Illinois until the following
Spring when they reached Nauvoo in safety).
The Gospel had a great effect on
my mind and I thought much. Brother Mulliner invited me home with him in
Springnell, Alton, Illinois. I believed the Gospel but I thought I was not good
enough to be baptized. I attended the meetings regularly. I was baptized 1841
and confirmed the same night in Springnell, Alton, Illinois.
I knew the gospel was true and I
received the spirit according to the promise.
I love this account!
ReplyDeleteI especially like his experience at age 14 when the Spirit influenced him to know in his mind and heart that he'd be shown the right way.
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