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Sunday, September 25, 2016

Prophecy for the Country of Latvia - Elder James E. Faust

The Star Valley Wyoming temple is scheduled to be dedicated on October 30, 2016. I learned this temple is in fulfillment of a prophecy given by Elder Moses Thatcher at least 122 years ago from today (an apostle of the church at the time). It is quite amazing! The site, www.ldschurchtemples.com, reported as follows about the prophecy for the Star Valley Wyoming temple (zoom on image to read if it necessary):

 


Here is the original Deseret Weekly article that recorded that Elder Moses Thatcher gave such a prophecy (zoom to read it if necessary):


What I found interesting is this prophecy was recorded in what is probably now considered a very obscure place from a year 2016 perspective. It was also a very short and simple record that an apostle gave a prophecy.

James E. Faust
1920 - 2007
So, what does this have to do with Elder James E. Faust and the country of Latvia?  There is a prophecy Elder Faust gave that is worth mentioning here since I was unable to find it referenced on the Internet.

I have a physical copy of the Church Almanac of 2007 produced by Deseret News. If I recall correctly, Deseret News no longer produces these almanacs so this almanac may become obscure in the future just like the "Deseret Weekly" is for us living in 2016.

In the Church Almanac of 2007 on page 393, the following prophecy was recorded as follows relating to country of Latvia:

"In March 1993 Latvia was visited by Elder James E. Faust of the Quorum of the Twelve. During that visit, Elder Faust said in a missionary meeting, 'I prophesy, in your lifetime, you will see several stakes organized in the country of Latvia under Latvian leadership. You are pioneers; you can tell your children about it.' "

Here is an image of the where the prophecy is recorded (you may need to download it and zoom in):



Just like the prophecy relating to the Star Valley Wyoming Temple, the prophecy relating to the country of Latvia is short and simple and also recorded in an obscure place. Since Elder Faust's prophecy was given during a missionary meeting in 1993, I presume he was speaking to young proselyting missionaries who were around the age of 20. If some of those missionaries live to around age 80 or 90, the fulfillment of the prophecy may occur sometime around 2053-2063 if one wants to speculate. The years 2053-2063 seem reasonable based on life expectancies these days. To date, there are not multiple stakes in Latvia so this prophecy has not yet been fulfilled.

I also want to add that a church's official news site, www.mormonnewsroom.org, lists a practically verbatim description of Latvia compared to the almanac of 2007. See the screenshot below from Mormon Newsroom and compare that to the screen shot above of the almanac's description of Latvia. A major difference between the Mormon Newsroom (image taken  September 25, 2016) and the 2007 Almanac is that the Mormon Newsroom omits the prophecy given by Elder James E. Faust. I just want to note this as an observation.

Overall, let it be known that prophets, seers, and revelators still live in our day and this prophecy can be followed to see its fulfillment. I have faith that it will be fulfilled eventually, and that it will be fulfilled just as Elder Faust says.

Latvia from Mormon Newsroom:




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LDS Church Temples - Star Valley Wyoming


Mormon News Room - Latvia




Friday, July 29, 2016

Why My Grandpa Frye Joined the Church

Grandma and Grandpa Frye
My grandfather, Kenneth Leroy Frye, had his autobiography typed by my mother, Linda Beth Frye Hartley, in 1975. He recounted his experience of joining The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints that I found faith promoting, and I want to share it. Below are his words copied verbatim about his conversion. His entire autobiography is available through FamilySearch.org. I am grateful for diligent missionaries and Sunday School teachers, a grandma who left a good example and influence, and also God's priesthood authority and power.

From my grandpa's autobiography:

"[...] The story of the early part of my life, my Navy Career and other jobs, ends here. Now I'll tell the story of the religious side of my life. My parents were Methodists so that is the faith I embraced.

My wife is a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. So when our children were born, she wanted them blessed in her church, which I agreed to.

Sometime before we left Washington, D.C., the missionaries of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, or Mormons, started calling at our home. I let them in, treated them politely and listened to one or two of the lessons. I was a hard nut to crack, so they stopped coming to see me. A second set came and gave up. If I remember correctly, a third set came. I had a lot of questions the others weren't able to answer. When I asked the same questions of these missionaries, one of them would go on talking while the other would search the scriptures for an answer. And he nearly always found it. I was doing quite well with these missionaries but was far from being converted. Then I was transferred to California.

It wasn't long until the missionaries started coming to see me again. But they finally gave up. Then Brother Jay A. Van Wagoner and another missionary, Brother Miller, came to see me. Brother Van Wagoner was able to answer my questions better than any of the missionaries.

Then too, I had been attending the investigator's class with Sister Verla Sandstrom as the teacher. She was a very good teacher. And through her influence and some really good missionaries, but primarily through the good influence and example of my wife, I finally consented to being baptized. But I didn't feel that I was yet fully converted.

However, there was something even more significant that played a great part in my conversion. My wife had been subject to blackouts after the birth of our first child, and her condition grew worse with each succeeding pregnancy. Once she fell and cut her head open. The missionaries had been coming to see us, and my wife, having great faith, suggested that we ask the missionaries to administer to her. My first reaction was, "What can those two young kids do who aren't even dry behind the ears yet?" But I knew no harm could be done so consented to her being administered to.

Well, needless to say, after that I had greater respect for the priesthood and its powers. Beth has never had one blackout since that time. She did have a sort of amnesia spell while in a neurologist's office a short time after that, but nothing more even of that nature since.

It was on 6 March 1954, that I was baptized, and I was confirmed on 7 March 1954. I was baptized and confirmed by Jay A. Van Wagoner, an Elder."

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Modern Day Miracles Performed by Church Leaders

Harold B. Lee
 11th president of the church
(Birth 1899 - Death 1973)

Listed below are some miracles that a handful of leaders of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints ("Mormon" church) have performed or experienced. The intention here is to have a resource linking some publicly documented miracles into one place. This is not a complete list, but I am sharing here some I am personally aware of or have encountered. I have provided summaries of the miracles here and more details can be obtained by visiting the sources provided.

Another intention of this post is to help reinforce the faith of individuals who already believe in Jesus Christ as the Savior of the world, and that by faith in Him miracles can be wrought (Mormon 9:9-21). 

Additionally, Elder Dallin H. Oaks,  a church leader, also gave a talk on miracles somewhat recently that provides great information. I highly recommend reading it. The talk can be accessed here

Lorenzo Snow raised Ella Jensen from the dead

"In March 1891, during the time Elder Snow was holding a stake conference in Brigham City, a fifteen-year-old girl named Ella Jensen passed away. She had suffered with scarlet fever for over a week. She knew she was going to die and said good-bye to her family. She could hear her parents and others weeping, which troubled her greatly. Her spirit entered the spirit world and remained there several hours.

While Elder Snow was speaking in conference, a note was handed to him, telling of Ella’s death. He excused himself from the meeting, saying “it was a call to visit some people who were in deep sorrow” (Romney, The Life of Lorenzo Snow, p. 413). Taking Elder Rudger Clawson with him, he accompanied Ella’s father to the Jensen home. They went to the bedroom where the girl lay dead. President Snow asked President Clawson to anoint her, and then blessed her himself, using a “‘very extraordinary expression, in a commanding tone of voice: “Come back, Ella, come back. Your work upon the earth is not yet completed.”’ …

“‘… More than an hour later, after President Snow administered to her, … she opened her eyes. She looked about the room, and [asked,] “Where is he?” [Her parents asked,] “Who?” “Why, Brother Snow,” she replied, “he called me back.”’"

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Wilford Woodruff raised his wife Phoebe from the dead

"After Wilford Woodruff’s young wife Phoebe passed away, he was inspired to administer to her [to give a priesthood blessing] and rebuke the power of death. He wrote of the incident:

“Her spirit returned to her body, and from that hour she was made whole; and we all felt to praise the name of God, and to trust in Him and to keep His commandments.
“While this operation was going on with me (as my wife related afterwards) her spirit left her body, and she saw it lying upon the bed, and the sisters weeping. She looked at them and at me, and upon her babe, and, while gazing upon this scene, two personages came into the room. …

One of these messengers informed her that she could have her choice: she might go to rest in the spirit world, or, on one condition she could have the privilege of returning to her tabernacle and continuing her labors upon the earth. The condition was, if she felt that she could stand by her husband, and with him pass through all the cares, trials, tribulations and afflictions of life which he would be called to pass through for the gospel’s sake unto the end. When she looked at the situation of her husband and child she said: ‘Yes, I will do it!’

“At the moment that decision was made the power of faith rested upon me, and when I administered unto her, her spirit entered her tabernacle. …” "

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Joseph Smith raised William Huntington from the dead

"William D. Huntington related to Levi Curtis the story of how the Prophet Joseph Smith literally brought him back to life. Brother Huntington was one of a large number of members who fell ill in the early days of Nauvoo. He told of becoming weaker and weaker, until he “presently felt easy, and … found that he was in the upper part of the room near the ceiling, and could see the body he had occupied lying on the bed, with weeping friends, standing around.”

Joseph Smith and two other men came into the room and prepared to administer a priesthood blessing. They “laid their hands upon the head of his body, … and as the three stretched out their hands … , he by some means became aware that he must go back into that body, and started to do so. The process of getting in he could not remember; but when Joseph said ‘amen,’ he heard and could see and feel with his body. …

“As soon as the brethren had taken their hands from his head he raised up in bed, sitting erect, and in another moment turned his legs off the bed.

“At this juncture Joseph asked him if he had not better be careful, for he was very weak. He replied, ‘I never felt better in my life.’”

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Joseph Smith healed Elsa Johnson's (also known as Alice) arm that couldn't be used 

"Ezra Booth was a Methodist minister who became acquainted with the Church in 1831 through reading and discussing the Book of Mormon with John Johnson of Hiram, Ohio. They traveled to Kirtland and met with the Prophet [Joseph Smith], and on this occasion they witnessed a miraculous healing of John Johnson’s wife, Elsa. She had been plagued with chronic rheumatism in her shoulder that prevented her from using her arm. When Joseph took her by the hand and said, “I command thee to be whole,” she was immediately healed. Booth was baptized in May 1831 and served a short mission in the Hiram region."

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Joseph Smith healed Henry Sherwood, Elijah Fordham, Joseph Noble, dying twin babies and others from debilitating illness

"In the summer of 1839 [...], Joseph Smith also became ill, but after several days confinement he was prompted to arise and extend help to others. The day of 22 July was, in the words of Wilford Woodruff, “a day of God’s power” in Nauvoo and Montrose. That morning the Prophet arose and, being filled with the Spirit of the Lord, administered to the sick in his house and in the yard outside. More sick people were down by the river, and there too he administered with great power to the faithful. One such, Henry G. Sherwood, was near death. Joseph stepped to the door of Brother Sherwood’s tent and commanded him to rise and come out; he obeyed and was healed...

One of the most memorable of the healings in Montrose was that of Elijah Fordham. When the brethren arrived he was lying in bed unable to speak.

“Brother Joseph walked up to Brother Fordham, and took him by the right hand. …

“He saw that Brother Fordham’s eyes were glazed, and that he was speechless and unconscious.

“After taking hold of his hand, he looked down into the dying man’s face and said: ‘Brother Fordham, do you not know me?’ At first he made no reply; but we could all see the effect of the Spirit of God resting upon him.

“He again said: ‘Elijah, do you not know me?’

“With a low whisper, Brother Fordham answered, ‘Yes!’

“The Prophet then said, ‘Have you not faith to be healed?’

“The answer, which was a little plainer than before, was: ‘I am afraid it is too late. If you had come sooner, I think it might have been.’

“He had the appearance of a man waking from sleep. It was the sleep of death.

“Joseph then said: ‘Do you believe that Jesus is the Christ?’

“‘I do, Brother Joseph,’ was the response.

“Then the Prophet of God spoke with a loud voice, as in the majesty of the Godhead: ‘Elijah, I command you, in the name of Jesus of Nazareth, to arise and be made whole!’

“The words of the Prophet were not like the words of man, but like the voice of God. It seemed to me that the house shook from its foundation.

“Elijah Fordham leaped from his bed like a man raised from the dead. A healthy color came to his face, and life was manifested in every act.”

They next visited Joseph B. Noble, who was also healed. Wilford Woodruff remembered this as the “greatest day for the manifestation of the power of God through the gift of healing since the organization of the Church.”

As the brethren were at the river bank preparing to cross back to Nauvoo, a nonmember who had heard of the miracles that day asked the Prophet if he would come and administer to his dying twin babies about two miles from Montrose. Joseph said he could not go, but he gave Wilford Woodruff a red silk handkerchief and told him to administer to them, promising that when he wiped their faces with it they would be healed. The Prophet also promised that the handkerchief would remain a bond between them as long as Wilford kept it. Obedient to the charge, Wilford testified that the children were healed. He treasured the keepsake the rest of his life."

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Brigham Young, Willard Richards, and Wilford Woodruff give priesthood blessing to May Pitts (or Mary Pitt) who had been lame for several years and could then walk again

"As Elder Woodruff recorded in his marvelously detailed diary... A notable miracle was wrought by faith and the power of God in the person of Sister Mary Pitt at Dymok. She had been confined six years to her bed, with the spine, which mostly deprived her of the use of her feet and ankles, and had not walked for 11 years, only with the use of crutches. Elders Young, Richards, and Woodruff laid hands upon her and rebuked her infirmity and her ankle bones received strength and she now walks without the aid of crutch or staff."

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Harold B. Lee healed a lame boy since birth, Joviniano dos Santos, and was then able to walk

"In Brazil, … two of the elders came to me [Harold B. Lee] and said, “We have a family here that is investigating. They have a little boy who is six years old who has never walked. When we told him that there was going to be an apostle here tonight for the conference, the little boy said, ‘When the apostle comes, he will bless me and I will walk. …’”

The elder said, “Would you be kind enough to join with us in blessing this little boy?” I replied that I would.

The president was busy with some other things at the conference, so I went with the two elders and the father carried this little boy in his arms and carried him in and sat him on a chair. The mother and two smaller children sat there, and the only impression I had as the elders and I put our hands on his head was that the little fellow sat there and cried all the time we were blessing him. He was overcome by something.

On my way home I got a letter from President Moyle who said, “We are anxious to have you come home and tell us about the healing that came to that little boy down in Brazil.” I hadn’t heard anything about the outcome of the blessing, but when I arrived home I was shown a picture showing this little boy standing on his feet for the first time.

That miracle didn’t come because of me; it didn’t come because of the elders; this was because the Lord himself, by my hand and the hands of the elders, put his hands upon the head of that little boy by our hands and he received the strength … to stand on his feet for the first time since his birth."

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David Whitmer miraculously performed labor more quickly and received angelic assistance in his field

"A late May planting was essential for successful fall crops; therefore, David Whitmer had to plow and prepare the soil before he could take his two-horse wagon to pick up Joseph Smith and Oliver Cowdery. At the end of a day of plowing he found he had accomplished in one day what normally would have taken two days to do. David’s father was likewise impressed by this apparent miracle. Peter Whitmer, Sr., said, “There must be an overruling hand in this, and I think you would better go down to Pennsylvania as soon as your plaster of paris is sown.” (Plaster of paris was used to reduce the acidity of the soil.) The next day David went to the fields to sow the plaster, but to his surprise he found the work had been done. His sister, who lived near the field, said that her children had called her to watch three strangers the day before spread the plaster with remarkable skill. She assumed they were men David had hired.

Grateful for this divine intervention, David Whitmer hurried off on the three-day journey to Harmony. Joseph Smith and Oliver Cowdery met him as he approached the town. Although David had not told them exactly when he was coming, Joseph had seen in vision the details of David’s trip to Harmony. These three miracles witnessed by David Whitmer exemplified the Prophet’s seership and the Lord’s intervention for the successful inauguration of the Restoration."

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Joseph Smith, Hyrum Smith, John Whitmer, and David Whitmer were miraculously unrecognized by their enemies

"A few days later Joseph Smith returned to Colesville with Oliver Cowdery to confirm [confer the gift of the Holy Ghost] those who had been baptized; they had just arrived when a mob began to gather. They thought it best to leave, without even taking time to rest. Joseph and Oliver barely escaped the mob that pursued them throughout the night. Joseph said, “Thus were we persecuted on account of our religious faith—in a country the Constitution of which guarantees to every man the indefeasible right to worship God according to the dictates of his own conscience—and by men, too, who were professors of religion, and who were not backward to maintain the right of religious liberty for themselves, though they could thus wantonly deny it to us.”

Meanwhile the Saints in Colesville prayed that Joseph and Oliver would again come to visit them. The Prophet’s return to Colesville in early August involved a miracle. Because hostile feelings persisted, Joseph and Hyrum Smith and John and David Whitmer prayed mightily before their journey, and as Newel Knight declared, “their prayers were not in vain. A little distance from my house they encountered a large company of men at work upon the public road, amongst whom were some of our most bitter enemies who looked earnestly at the brethren but not knowing them, the brethren passed on unmolested.”"

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Heber J. Grant healed Elder Hugh B. Brown immediately from an illness that threatened to send Elder Brown home early from a mission

"One other experience greatly impressed Elder Brown during his mission years. A particular illness struck Elder Brown and even though another year remained of the original call, President Grant suggested an honorable release from the mission to enable Elder Brown to return for medical treatment. He responded by assuring President Grant that a blessing at his hands would ensure that the mission could be completed in good health. The blessing pronounced by President Grant produced an instant healing and the mission was completed without recurrence of the illness."

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Hugh B. Brown miraculously has words given to him while speaking to a group of 16-17 large families in England -- every man, woman and child of these families were eventually baptized within three months

"Heber J. Grant, president of the European Mission, assigned Elder Brown to labor in the Norwich Conference, in the university city of Cambridge. Mobs had driven out the last pair of elders and Elder Brown was left without a partner after the first day there. Feeling, he said, the reality of his situation—a young, inexperienced, uneducated cowboy from Canada in Cambridge—and after tracting for several days without any sign of success, he felt a mistake had been made in sending him there. He returned to his lodging thoroughly discouraged. That evening a man called and explained that his and sixteen other families had left the Church of England one week earlier because they no longer believed it was true. All that week they had prayed to the Lord to send them a new pastor. When the man found a tract Elder Brown had left, he felt their prayers were answered. “I have come to ask, Sir,” said the man, “if you will come tomorrow to my home and be our new Pastor.”

Elder Brown accepted, but felt frightened and unprepared. He had never attended a meeting in the mission field. He had had no training. But he had a “deep-seated faith that God would see me through” and immediately began a night and a day of prayer and fasting. When the meeting time finally came, he was, as he says, “frightened to death.” He began the meeting by singing “O My Father,” then had them all kneel together in prayer with him. “As I spoke the name of God, I lost all fear, all worry and all concern and felt sure that He would take over, which He did in a miraculous way.”

Elder Brown explains that he spoke for forty-five minutes, feeling throughout that “the Lord spoke to them through me.” At the close of the meeting those in attendance bore witness that he had shared with them the truth they had been looking for. Within three months, every person he taught there that night was baptized."

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Sunday, February 28, 2016

The Day I Died

On June 29, 2003, I gave a talk in church on the topic of "Conquering One's Self." This was given shortly before I left to serve as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints for two years. I recall when the bishop in my ward invited me to speak on the topic, I immediately thought to speak about an event in my life that completely changed my trajectory. I share a portion of this talk publicly in hopes that it can be an influence for good. 

At the same time, I recognize that by my sharing of very personal things publicly it opens up the possibility of mocking and attacks from those who may not understand or appreciate spiritual things. Regardless, I hope potential positives outweigh any potential negatives. I also hope this may be helpful to anyone who seeks after better things in life, and in particular, to those who have a desire to follow Jesus Christ but feel like they are falling short. Below is a portion of the talk I gave that day (and being slightly edited from the original to help improve understanding or better represent my intent).

<Start of talk>

It is by the grace of God that you see me at this pulpit today. When I was between the ages of 13-15, I did not want to serve a mission. I did not like going to church. I did not like going to the temple, and I did not like to live the gospel of Jesus Christ. In fact, I willingly rebelled against some of the teachings of the church. I had a very bad attitude about this church.

During this time I had committed many sins of serious nature. But because of my internal state, I did not want to repent. I enjoyed my sins and I did not want to sacrifice them. However, my sins ended up blackening my soul so much that I became miserable and depressed. I lived in the very bowels of hell. I even briefly contemplated ways of committing suicide so I would not have to live with these pains. I wanted to cease to exist because my sins overcame me. I had lost my freedom. I was unable to change my ways... at least not alone. Something happened.

One night, I was sleeping and I had a dream. The dream was this: I was running on the sidewalk with a friend along the elementary school I attended as a child. Because we were racing, we got tired and decided to take a break. As we rested in the parking lot of the school, a man in a white coat came by. I asked him how he was doing, but I received an answer I wasn't expecting. He pulled out a handgun and shot me multiple times. I began feeling sensations of dying -- and my eyes began to roll up into my sockets and my hands began to curl inward. As I was dying, my sight darkened. The only thing I could do was hear my friend screaming in agony as he was being shot in the background. I was brutally murdered. I suppose I got what I thought I wanted -- death and an end to pain.

However, that's not exactly what happened. When I had those dying sensations I feared death so much that if, in reality, I were to die in my sins, I would have died a damned soul. I know God gave the dream to me, and that he had mercy and love for a confused boy. Because I feared death so much, I woke up from my dream crying. I then got down on my knees and pleaded with Heavenly Father. I told him I knew that what I was doing was wrong, and I needed his help to overcome my problems. I cried to him in prayer and asked him that I would have the desire to change my life. For the first time ever, I sincerely prayed. Even though I was in my wicked state, God was listening to me. I knew it. From that night forward, I had the goal in mind to begin the repentance process and to forsake what I had been doing wrong.

What I want the congregation to know is that I was not changed overnight. I was still full of sin and filth. The thing that did change was my desires. Repentance was very, very hard. Day in and day out I warred within myself. Part of me wanted to go back to my old ways, yet another part of me wanted to change and come clean before God. I began the long fight to conquer myself. The conflict within grew as each day passed. I was sorely tempted, and I did in fact go back to my old ways. By falling back into sin, God helped me more to keep the desire to change. I began to fast during some weeks to overcome my ways. I began to pray more earnestly. However, even by prayer and fasting I still faltered. I failed in my attempt to change my ways about three or four distinct times. I was beginning to get discouraged and was losing hope.

As I was trying to overcome my ways, I had the opportunity to go on a Pioneer Trek with my Stake. During the Pioneer Trek I felt the spirit and love of God so strongly it gave me strength and determination. With the Lord's help, after the Pioneer Trek I had never faltered again. I want to emphasize again to the congregation that it was a long and painful process to change. God was very patient with me. However, I was not out of the woods yet.

Although over the course of weeks and months I had stopped committing my grievous sins, I had not confessed them before the bishop. The struggle I had with confession was probably more severe than breaking my sinful habits. The war within my soul began again. Day after day my thoughts would plague me that I had not fully repented. The war within my soul raged and I would pray to God whether or not I needed to confess. I knew the scriptures taught we needed to confess, but I thought my situation was different. My father was bishop during these dark times, and I was far too prideful to tell him of my sins. I would have never confessed to my father had he remained bishop.

Days, weeks and months went by. I was racked with the conscience of my sins not being fully repented of. I would cover up my sins by taking the sacrament unworthily and even paying a full tithing. I even saved money toward a mission I didn't want to go on. I didn't want to give anyone a hint that I was unworthy and vile. I didn’t want anyone to know how I was feeling inside. That is why I pretended to be a good church member and do what was required on the outside.

Another reason for me delaying confession was because when I prayed whether to confess or not, God never told me "yes" or "no" directly. God answered my prayers in a different way. I only understood his answer in full until a little after the whole ordeal. God's answer was this as I perceived: By God not telling me "yes" or "no" he was saying the decision to confess will solely be mine. God did not forcefully influence my agency in any way for me to repent. The decision to change and confess was mine only. God answered my prayer by saying nothing. It was hard for me to accept that kind of answer, but I knew it was me who ultimately decided my fate.

As time went on, I had the opportunity to go to EFY (Especially For Youth) in the year 2000. Like the Pioneer Trek, God's spirit and love was so strong at EFY, I gained the determination and strength to finally confess to the bishop. I had finally conquered my pride sufficient enough to make the attempt to visit him. There was also a new bishop at that time, and his name was Bishop Degen. However, before scheduling an appointment, I was struck with fear. I thought: "How could a prior bishop's son confess to all these misdeeds? Me, the prior bishop's son was supposed to be an example to the ward. Yet I was probably the worst example of them all. What will Bishop Degen think of me? He'll remember everything I tell him!" However, in spite of those fears and trials, I made my appointment anyway. I came this far and I wasn't going back.

Well, I went in to see the bishop. What a wonderful experience it was! All fears and funny thoughts I had were dispelled. Visiting Bishop Degen to confess my sins was the greatest thing I had done in my life! I felt an awfully large burden taken off my shoulders. Confessing my sins made my repentance complete, and forsaking my sins gave me my freedom back.

Sometimes I feel the Lord raised up Bishop Degen just for me, so I could come clean before God. I urge everyone in this audience to talk to the bishop about any misdeeds in your life you haven't repented of and need to be resolved by Priesthood authority. Conquer your pride, conquer your fears, conquer your appetites, and conquer your passions. Fight the good fight within! It is the most righteous battle you can fight. Come clean before God! It will be worth it! I testify in Jesus Christ's name it will be worth it! I have never experienced so much love and joy in my life until I repented of my sins.

It is by God's grace that I am at this pulpit today. I would not be here if there was no God. I would not be here if there was no Christ. I would not be here if there was no atonement. I know these things are real. I testify of that. I want to publicly thank God for the dream he gave me that one glorious night. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for killing me. Though my old self is killed, I have been reborn through the Savior's grace. He has helped me overcome myself this much.

During this whole ordeal, it took me over two years to fully repent of my ways. Since the time I repented, I like to go church and I like to go to the temple. I want to go on a mission. The decision to serve a mission was solely mine. My parents have not forced me, my priesthood leaders have not forced me, and God has not forced me. I made the decision myself. I owe this mission to God. If it were not for him, I would not be standing here.

<End of talk>

Thomas S. Hartley

Thursday, October 29, 2015

My Mother's Letter - Why She Believes in the Gospel of Jesus Christ


My mother, Linda Frye Hartley (pictured here), was once asked by an individual the following: "Do you believe in your faith because of your upbringing? Or do you believe because of your own effort?"

My mother was (and still is) a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (Mormon / LDS). She responded to this question in a letter / email dated February 13, 2004 by explaining how she gained her testimony of the gospel and the church. I personally find my mom's response and testimony inspiring and powerful. It strengthens my own faith in the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Below is my Mom's letter. For privacy reasons, I have omitted the name of the individual to whom the letter was addressed. It should also be noted my mother grew up in California so one can better understand the place names she occasionally refers to.

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"I'm going to answer your question--do I believe in my faith because of my upbringing, or do I believe because of my own effort? Probably both.

I guess as long as I can remember, the doctrines and history of the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ just made sense. I never felt uncomfortable learning about it. Perhaps as a child, like all children, I figured my parents wouldn't lie, so it must be true. The logic of a child, you know. As I grew older, I gleaned more information and the more I learned, the more it fascinated me. I loved going to Primary on Wednesday afternoons. No one picked me up. There were no car pools. Our first chapel was about a ½ mile west of Juana. I remember crossing Bancroft Avenue when the street had no traffic lights. I was very cautious crossing that busy street. (I can't believe my parents let me do this alone). I could have easily ditched Primary and gone to the library which wasn't too far from my home. I could have adventured to San Leandro Creek, just north of the Bancroft Junior High School. Or, I could have been tempted to go to Lucky's, the grocery store directly across from the chapel. That option never entered my mind. It was no temptation.

As I said, I loved Primary. Sister Wakefield must have been the chorister for more than a decade! I loved to sing Primary songs. It was one of the highlights of Primary because she made it so fun. Sister Wakefield's daughter, Julie, was one of my closest church friends. She liked to sing too and we both sung and sat together. We even sang duets in Sacrament. We were a hit--Wakefield and Frye, or Frye and Wakefield! Not only did I love to sing, I loved bringing my pennies so I could drop them in this fake but beautifully decorated cake. We were told the money was for the Primary Children's hospital, and we were reminded every week to bring our little pennies or whatever we had, to help the sick children in Salt Lake City. I felt so good inside. It was just a joyful, sweet experience I looked forward to every week.

My teachers were awesome, even though I can only remember Sister Painter. I still remember a question I asked her. Remember, this was in the late 50's, early 60's. We were talking about prayer and how our Heavenly Father listens to every prayer and wants us to return and live with Him someday. I raised my hand and asked, "Sister Painter, how can God answer all those prayers? Do you think He has computers to help him?" Now I'm sure Sister Painter restrained herself from raucous laughter, but it was her attitude I'll never forget. She said so seriously, "Well, Linda, you know, He just might have!" No one in class laughed at my question or the answer. We were just so curious how God accomplished this great feat. She didn't upbraid me and she could have. Sister Painter treated my question as though it was a most scholarly one... I still don't have the answer how God answers all those prayers. I just know prayer works.

When I became a "teenager", 13 to be exact, I had the great opportunity to participate in the Oakland Temple Pageant. This was a missionary tool to explain the history of the church through drama, dance and song. I was supposed to be 14 to be eligible to participate, but the leaders took pity on me and I snuck in.

The Pageant was held for two weeks. The East Bay would do it one week, and the West Bay would do it the other week. San Leandro was in the East Bay. There were many, many long rehearsals. Sister Benson drove Pat and I clear down to San Jose every Saturday to learn the dances. I had early morning Seminary, so coming home late from rehearsal on school nights was rough on me. Early morning has never been my cup of tea, so this was a sacrifice for me. There were strict attendance rules. We had to be to every practice and every rehearsal unless we were sick. I performed in the Pageant for four years straight, every summer. Pat and I were the Cover Girls on the very first program. They used those programs for years!  It was a great honor and opportunity. There were about 300 choir voices from each group alone! We had hundreds of volunteers and performers.

We always started rehearsal with prayer. On one school night dress rehearsal, the cast must have listened to Joseph Smith's vision more times than we wanted to. I was eager to get to the scene where the dancers came out! As the actor was relating the testimony of Joseph Smith's vision in the grove, I remember thinking, "Gee, I wonder if this really happened." Something powerful, something sweet, and something soothing enveloped me. I had never experienced this feeling before. All I know is, I felt suddenly warm and calm. Then in another scene, when Moroni--a Polynesian actor--sang, "I Would Exhort You" I felt this mysterious sweetness a little longer, a little warmer. The lyrics came from the scripture in Moroni 10:4-5 : "I would exhort you, I would exhort you, that ye would ask God the Eternal Father, In the name of Christ, if these things are not true. And if ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, By the power of the Holy Ghost, by the power of the Holy Ghost." The actor's voice matched his strong, muscular appearance. It actually seemed for one small moment, that he was really Moroni bearing truth. I got chills all over. Again, I felt a warmth in my chest which lingered throughout rehearsal. I started to cry a little. They were tears of confidence, a surety, that this Joseph Smith was indeed a prophet of God who bore solemn testimony that he talked to God, the Eternal Father and Jesus Christ. He could not deny what he saw. He died with his testimony. Never once have I heard or read Joseph Smith to ever say, "Just kidding". Nor will I ever deny what I felt & learned that evening.

There is opposition in all things. Weird things began to happen before and after some performances. My memory is a bit weak, but I do remember a time when some girls "got the shakes" or had some kind of a convulsion come over them. No, these were not epileptic seizures. They immediately got a priesthood blessing. The shakes ceased. One evening, I went outside just to get a breath of fresh air. Others told me something odd was happening outside. That piqued my curiosity, so I stepped out. It was dark and you could feel the wind on your body, you could hear the wind blowing, but the palm trees' leaves did not move at all! It was so bizarre because, usually when there's wind blowing, the leaves blow too. It scared me, so I stepped inside quickly. I think it was this same night, after we sang the finale song, the Spirit of God Like a Fire is Burning, the cast and audience experienced a surprise ending! The finale was spectacular. Over 400 voices sang the hymn. On both aisles of the room, young people dressed in different native costumes were holding the flag of that country. The hymn ended. Then, out of nowhere, a middle aged man suddenly stands up shouting, "This is the Church of the Devil!" You could hear a pin drop. Nico Snell, our talented musical director, very calm and dignified quietly said, "Thank You." and a prayer was given.

So, how come I felt so good and this other guy was so vehemently repulsed by it? Who's right and who's wrong? Answer: The struggle between man's philosophies versus God's truth relayed by the Spirit of the Holy Ghost. Yep, you got it. Good versus evil. Light vs. Darkness. Truth vs. Untruths or Part truths.

In closing, skeptics could conveniently "tear my experience to shreds" by suggesting I was brainwashed, emotional, tired, misguided.  Korihor, an anti-Christ called it the "effects of a frenzied mind." I believe the key to discovering and embracing truth is to ask God if "these things are not true." Ask. Ask. Ask. God doesn't knock the door down and force truth down our throats. Heavenly Father and Jesus didn't descend uninvited to Joseph. Joseph invited the Lord by asking with a humble heart. That was the prerequisite, to ask with a sincere heart, having faith in Christ. 'And by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things...for He worketh by power, according to the faith of the children of men, the same today and tomorrow and forever.' (Moroni 10:7)"

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My mother also shared this letter with all the children of the family. She recorded the following, on March 12, 2004, relating to the letter:

"I sent my testimony via e-mail to all my children, as I don’t recall ever explaining to them how I gained my testimony.  Taylor wrote back and said he thought it was very gentle, but powerful.  It is my hope that whoever reads this, will be touched by the Holy Ghost and know for a certainty, that the above scripture [Moroni 10:7] is true!" - Linda Frye Hartley 

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Modern Day Witnesses of the Resurrected Jesus Christ

Jesus Christ, the Savior and of the world, continues to manifest himself personally to his authorized apostles in our day. I want to share three particular testimonies given by modern day apostles where they declare they personally know the Lord, have seen him, and have personally been ministered unto by Him. These modern day apostles are like the mighty apostles of old in the Bible that knew Jesus personally and taught with power and authority. Below is a video clip of these three testimonies along with their accompany source and text:





And now, as pertaining to this perfect atonement, wrought by the shedding of the blood of God—I testify that it took place in Gethsemane and at Golgotha, and as pertaining to Jesus Christ, I testify that he is the Son of the Living God and was crucified for the sins of the world. He is our Lord, our God, and our King. This I know of myself independent of any other person.

I am one of his witnesses, and in a coming day I shall feel the nail marks in his hands and in his feet and shall wet his feet with my tears.

But I shall not know any better then than I know now that he is God’s Almighty Son, that he is our Savior and Redeemer, and that salvation comes in and through his atoning blood and in no other way.


I am a witness of the Resurrection of the Lord as surely as if I had been there in the evening with the two disciples in the house on Emmaus road. I know that He lives as surely as did Joseph Smith when he saw the Father and the Son in the light of a brilliant morning in a grove of trees in Palmyra.

This is the true Church of Jesus Christ. Only in the priesthood keys held by President Thomas S. Monson is the power for us to be sealed in families to live forever with our Heavenly Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. We will on the Day of Judgment stand before the Savior, face to face. It will be a time of joy for those who have drawn close to Him in His service in this life. It will be a joy to hear the words: “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.” I so testify as a witness of the risen Savior and our Redeemer in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.


After all the years that I have lived and taught and served, after the millions of miles I have traveled around the world, with all that I have experienced, there is one great truth that I would share. That is my witness of the Savior Jesus Christ.

Joseph Smith and Sidney Rigdon recorded the following after a sacred experience:

“And now, after the many testimonies which have been given of him, this is the testimony, last of all, which we give of him: That he lives!

“For we saw him” (D&C 76:22–23).

Their words are my words.

[...] I bear my testimony that the Savior lives. I know the Lord. I am His witness. I know of His great sacrifice and eternal love for all of Heavenly Father’s children. I bear my special witness in all humility but with absolute certainty, in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

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Sunday, August 2, 2015

From Failure to Success - My Brother's Miracle During Law School

This is an experience my brother Taylor Hartley went through over 10 years ago while at California Western School of Law in San Diego, California. The image to the left is Taylor's diploma. This diploma is particularly notable because what originally started as a failure later became a success by means of a miracle. When I see Taylor's diploma, it is more of a reminder to me that trusting in and relying on God -- even if it contradicts man's wisdom -- leads to more favorable outcomes than otherwise.

Here are Taylor's own words of the experience:

"When in law school, I failed my first semester miserably. My grades were so poor that the school invited me to withdraw. I was shattered. When I discussed the idea of not withdrawing with a school administrator, she told me that because of decades of experiences with students in my position, every one of them has never been able to bring their grades up high enough to stay in law school. She told me that I should withdraw now and come back in a few years. Otherwise, if I stay in, I'll end up failing and never be allowed to come back.

Instead of following her advice, I asked a friend for a priesthood blessing. In that blessing, the Lord promised me I would be able to “fix” my grades. I understood that to mean that I would not only temporarily improve my grades, but that I'd never be in fear of being kicked out. I decided to stay and give it my best effort.

After struggling my hardest and by reviewing what I had learned each day during my nightly prayers, I took my final exams. I experienced something I believe is a miracle, based on what the school administrator had predicted. I ended up scoring the highest out of over 70 students in the class I had failed the worst. I scored high in one class and very high in another that I had both failed. Even though my grades improved more than the school had ever seen, I was placed in a remedial class for extra tutoring. There, I showed the tutoring professor my grades. He was shocked. He had never seen a student recover like I did and told me I didn't belong in his class.

As a result of performing the best in the class I originally did worst in, I was selected the following year to be a "large group tutor" for all the new, incoming 70+ students in that class. I also tutored other students individually. Later, I was repeatedly asked to be a notetaker in a number of classes for the foreign and disabled students attending, so that they had written material from the lectures to study from.

In the remaining two years of law school, I also scored the highest out of all the students in a class each year. I saw these series of events at law school as another fulfillment of the promise in my patriarchal blessing. The Lord promised, 'I bless you that your mind and intellect will be quickened so that you will comprehend and understand those things that you read and study. That your testimony and knowledge of the Gospel will be greatly strengthened.'

Truly, my intellect was made alive so that I understood those things that I studied. This miracle mirrored in some ways the first miracle I had as a teenager. I was able to read only the Book of Mormon during a time when I lost the ability to read due to a traumatic brain injury. In essence, my mind during that time was quickened so that I comprehended what I was reading in that sacred scripture (but still couldn't read any other books at that time). Both experiences greatly strengthened my testimony of Christ's Gospel and priesthood power."

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I can confirm that what Taylor wrote above is true. I saw his college transcripts and can verify the drastic improvement in his grades, which allowed him to graduate from law school.

More details about Taylor's head injury as a teenager and the miraculous event involving the Book of Mormon can be found here: