@lahansen12@ZackeryDaley Almost all people have fallen into the traps of communism without realizing it.
There is nothing wrong with property rights and a free market. Consecration is the objective.
Take time to read this.
There is life beyond this life.
And it is better than we can possibly imagine, if we will simply be true to the revealed faith in Jesus Christ.
Sometimes I think about how different my life is because of the knowledge that Joseph Smith restored.
Because of Josephs revelations I know I will see my dad again.
“…there is a resurrection, therefore the grave hath no victory, and the sting of death is swallowed up in Christ.” Mosiah 6:18
My dad loved Joseph Smith, he probably had over 20 books about Joseph in his library. He would always remind us when it was Joseph’s birthday or other historical event.
My dad seemed to live with one foot in this world and another in the spirit world. As odd as it may sound, spiritual or angel topics were normal in my childhood. I don’t remember why, but one time when I was little I asked my dad if he had ever seen Joseph Smiths angel. He paused and took a deep breath as if the memory itself was overwhelming. He looked at the photo of the Prophet that he always kept above his desk, “Yes” he said “one time I felt the presence of Joseph Smith….it was so powerful that I had to sit down”.
Joseph is so powerful now, the lies and misunderstandings told about him HAVE NO HOLD.
“Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain”
Many years later my dad was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. I remember the day my mom called me from the hospital and told me the surgery to remove it had failed, the doctor said it had spread and there was nothing more they could do. She said Dad wanted me to come over so he could tell me something.
I cried the whole drive there. The news was devastating to me, I had thought my dad was somehow invincible and that he would pull through.
The cancer had really taken a toll on his body. I sat down and took his hand. His hand that had once been tan from working in the garden, looking at old car engines and fixing flat bike tires was now frail and grey.
He tried to sit up but mostly just leaned toward me, I could tell he was in a lot of pain.
“Hallie, I want you to know, it’s just a step, it’s just a step.”
“Ok” I was sobbing.
He laid back down and with a sigh and closed his eyes. I knew what he was reminding me of….the reality of something once distant now painfully real. The plan. Something he had taught me my whole life.
We had stood before the throne of God, we had pledged alongside Jesus Christ “Thy will be done”. Agency, birth, body, pain, knowledge, death, spirit, resurrection, glory, glory forever.
My dad was not scared. He knew the plan. This life had not been easy to him and He knew where he was going.
As I sat there a total wreck, my dad peaceful with the results, for a small minute I imagined him on the other side. I imagined an array of apostles and prophets he had studied and come to love all dressed in white greeting him. I imagined him seeing ‘Brother Joseph’ and falling at his feet or giving him a big hug and I knew my dad would be right at home and everything would be ok.
We can’t always see what’s on the other side but because of sacrifices of others who established truth I KNOW it’s not the end.
“There is no end to glory;
There is no end to love;
There is no end to being;
There is no death above.”
(If You Could Hie to Kolob, WW Phelps)
I could never feel even slightly sorry for unplugging government-run education programs.
They are going down and never coming back.
So long, Communist Manifesto!
Over the past six months, I’ve been enduring a profound personal crisis behind the scenes that I haven’t allowed to spill over into this feed on account of the intensely private nature of the affair.
Suffice it to say, it’s been a period of excruciating and loss for me.
But today, there’s finally been a resolution, and what I thought may have been lost forever has been restored.
I still can’t say precisely what has transpired, but I will say this:
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, o my soul!
If you see the world through the lens of the nations being created by God and all of them as His children, your outlook changes from night to day as contrasted with seeing the world as a bunch of contentious partisan political interests.
@lahansen12@ZackeryDaley Wow. Clearly, you know everything there is to know and your accusations about the best man to live in modern times must be accurate.
Has anyone on this platform stopped for 2 minutes to think about how it just happens to be that this supposedly free speech platform sponsors bottomless conspiracy theories against the true and living prophets and apostles? Kind of uncanny, don't you think?