Ladders

President Russell M. Nelson says that "most people do not embrace ... truth--either because they do not know where to look for (it) or because they are listening to those who do not have the whole truth or because they have rejected truth in favor of worldly pursuits."  (Ensign, May 2020, 89).

An angel is quoted in the Book of Mormon as saying that "there are save two churches only," and that "whoso belongeth not to the church of the Lamb of God belongeth to that great church, which is the mother of abominations."  (1 Nephi 14:10).  Therefore, whosoever does not belong to The Church of Jesus Christ and adhere to its teachings is a practicing member of the other church.  My niece, who works hard to project herself as an atheist, would vehemently deny that she is a member of any church, but she is faithfully following the whisperings of her adversary leader.  She has her ladder leaned against a wall that has no support.

My brother-in-law fell off such a ladder earlier this year.  He fell 14 feet onto a concrete floor and broke his pelvis.  It was a long and difficult recovery.  He has another ladder leaned against the same wall that my niece is examining.  They're going to suffer falls much worse than a 14-foot drop onto concrete.  I've tried to warn them both, but I'm powerless to prevent what will inevitably happen.

There are easier ways to learn.  My brother has spent his life as a member of the other church.  Up until now his wife has been a detractor of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  Twice in years past I have said to my brother, "Tim, I've found the true Church."  On both occasions he has answered, "I know you have."

Nothing has ever come of those statements, but lately, because of the COVID-19 lockdown, Tim and Jan have been coming to church.  I invited them to our home church meetings while none of us was able to attend our regular meetings.  They have come to three of our in-home meetings, and to two sacrament meetings at the meetinghouse.

Yesterday Tim told my sister and me that he has begun trying to read the Book of Mormon.  He is struggling with the language, but he says that he's "reading about Nephi."  This is hugely exciting.  My sister told him to keep reading because it would get easier to understand and would be very worthwhile.

If he and Jan could obtain testimonies of the gospel, I believe they would be the catalyst that could save the rest of the family.

About six months after I was baptized, I was a sailor in the U.S. Navy attending the Defense Language Institute on an Army base in Monterey, California.  I was a new member of the Church.  I was having prayers answered every day.  I was voraciously reading the scriptures and every church book I could borrow from the libraries of the homes to which I was invited.  I was serving in my first calling, as Guide Patrol leader of seven 11-year-old boys.  I was also their Primary teacher.  I was excited about life and about the Church.

One night as I was praying in my bed I had a vision.  I was praying about my family.  I longed to have them feel and experience what I was.  I saw the gospel start at my parents' house, the same house in which I now live.  The gospel began there, went down the hill, and then circulated throughout my family.

I was greatly excited and very grateful for the vision.  I thought that meant that my parents were going to join the Church.  However, they built another house, moved out, and my elder sister and her husband moved in.  I then expected them to join the Church and get things started, but more years went by, and Marjorie and I moved into that house with our two little children.

Thirteen years after my baptism I had the privilege of baptizing my younger sister.  She lived down the hill.  That was 40 years ago.  I'm still waiting for the gospel to circulate through the rest of the family.

If Tim and Jan would catch hold, that would do it.  They would have the power to prevent some nasty falls when the wall without support comes tumbling down.  I am praying for them.  Please join me.