I see several conversations from some individuals claiming that the Book of Mormon is “fake, false, & fictitious”.
Here, I add my testimony of the veracity of the book: It is true. In addition to reading, pondering & praying about it, I have studied evidentiary texts.
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People often inquire about the exact time of the Second Coming.
While we cannot know that (see Matthew 24:36), what if the day of His coming were tomorrow? If you knew that you would meet the Lord tomorrow—through premature death or through His unexpected coming—what would you do today?
As Jesus taught in His prophecy of the Second Coming, blessed is the “faithful and wise servant” who is attending to his duty when the Lord comes (see Matthew 24:45–46).
“Wherefore,” the Savior tells us, “be faithful, praying always, having your lamps trimmed and burning, and oil with you, that you may be ready at the coming of the Bridegroom—For behold, verily, verily, I say unto you, that I come quickly” (Doctrine and Covenants 33:17–18).
Jesus Christ lives. I testify that He shall come, as He has promised.
The idea that things will never get better is a lie.
We trust in Jesus Christ, the “high priest of good things to come.”
Good things are coming for you.
Missionary work is soaring to new heights. We are days away from the opening of 55 new missions. This brings the total number of missions to 506. There is a total of over 87,000 full-time missionaries. And we are currently being reinforced by the first wave of 18-year-old sisters beginning their service.
In coming weeks, we will have the largest number of full-time missionaries in the history of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
These missionaries’ first responsibility is to testify of Jesus Christ to a world that suffers without knowledge of His divine mission. They invite people across the globe to become part of His true and living Church.
I affirm my testimony of Jesus Christ and the truth of His gospel. The Holy Ghost has given me a witness of its truthfulness, and I rejoice that I can spend my life in proclaiming it.
1976 was a life altering year for me. It's hard to believe it was 50 years ago.
While I had been a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints for some time before 1956, my testimony was struggling. My friends had all moved to far away cities because they got accepted to the universities of their dreams, but I stayed in Sacramento to attend school due to the fact that college was free back then to California residents if you attended a state college or university.
The year started off by saying goodbye to my state college friends as they moved away in January. I had no friends, or so I thought.
My elder's quorum president, a recent return missionary, kept inviting me to do stuff with him and his buddies. I kept making excuses. Finally, I ran out of excuses and decided to go spelunking and camping with him and his friends.
As we hiked down to some caves near the Cosumnes River near Placerville, California, I realized listening to their conversations that they all had something I lacked. They all had an unshakable testimony of Jesus Christ and His Gospel. They also had 2 years of experience as missionaries for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
When they asked me where I served, I told them I hadn't. It wasn't in my plans.
They didn't pressure me, but kept talking about the wonderful spiritual experiences they had. Earlier that summer, I had taken 10 day backpacking trip where we listened to President Kimball's talk about a young man's priorities. These two events put together started to stir feelings inside me that told me I was wandering without purpose.
I started carrying my scriptures to campus everyday, and between classes and completing my assignments, I would read them. My Elder's Quorum president kept being my friend. Eventually, I went and told the bishop that I wanted to prepare to serve a mission.
The list of things I needed to do and change felt overwhelming. But, I started working on the list. I also felt my job was a deterrent due to the type of people in that industry, so I quit it too, and started doing odd jobs - mostly landscaping and yardwork jobs.
The night I had my final interview with my stake president, was nothing short of miraculous. The Lord revealed to me in a dream where I would serve my mission. When my call arrived about 2 weeks later, it confirmed that the dream was from God. (About a year later, I received a 2nd witness that it was a dream from God.)
My Elder's Quorum President escorted me on my first visit to the temple to receive my endowment. He then invited me to go to the temple with him every Saturday morning for 2 sessions.
As I studied and prepared to enter what was then the Salt Lake Missionary Home, I made some decisions.
1) I would follow the mission rules to the best of my ability.
2) I would represent the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints to the best of my abilities and always introduce myself as, "A missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and a servant of the Lord."
3) Every letter home would testify of Christ.
Those three decisions served me well. #1 built my faith in Christ and the Lord blessed me with success. #2 opened doors that would have otherwise been slammed. Because I didn't say, "We're Mormon Missionaries", and I refused to say so, doors were opened that otherwise wouldn't have been. #3 built my testimony probably more than it did my other family members, but my little brother didn't hesitate, like I did, to serve a mission.
To this day, I pretty much follow the same self-assigned rules:
1) I keep God's commandments to the best of my abilities, and that includes following prescribed policies in my callings and assignments by reading the General, as well as applicable Handbooks regularly.
2) I still, to this day, call the Church by its proper name. (After learning why people call us "Mormons", I decided I didn't want to give those people, now long since dead, any satisfaction. That decision was made the summer of 1976.) It still opens doors by using the correct name of the Church.
3) My letters to family and friends still testify of Christ.
It's been an amazing 50 years. I plan on making the best of what time I have left in this mortal life.