History of the Prophet Joseph, by His Mother — John Shaqi
History of the Prophet Joseph, by His MotherSmith, Lucy
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History of the Prophet Joseph, by His Mother
Smith, Lucy
Smith, Joseph, Jr., 1805-1844
While I was laboring under the extreme difficulties caused by the
contests of these parties of religionists, I was one day reading in
the epistle of James, first chapter and fifth verse, which reads,
"If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all
men liberally, and upbraideth not, and it shall be given him."
Never did any passage of Scripture come with more power to the
heart of man than this did at this time to mine. It seemed to enter
with great force into every feeling of my heart. I reflected on
it again and again, knowing that if any person needed wisdom from
God, I did, for how to act I did not know, and, unless I could get
more wisdom than I then had, I would never know; for the teachers
of religion of the different sects understood the same passages so
differently, as to destroy all confidence in settling the question
by an appeal to the Bible. At length I came to the conclusion, that
I must either remain in darkness and confusion, or else I must do
as James directs, that is, ask of God. I at length came to the
determination to ask of God, concluding that if he gave wisdom to
them that lacked wisdom, and would give liberally, and not upbraid,
I might venture. So, in accordance with this my determination to
ask of God, I retired to the woods to make the attempt. It was on
the morning of a beautiful, clear day, early in the spring of 1820.
It was the first time in my life that I had made such an attempt;
for amidst all my anxieties I had never as yet made the attempt
to pray vocally. After I had retired into the place where I had
previously designed to go, having looked around me, and finding
myself alone, I kneeled down and began to offer up the desires of
my heart to God. I had scarcely done so, when immediately I was
seized upon by some power which entirely overcame me, and had such
an astonishing influence over me as to bind my tongue, so that I
could not speak. Thick darkness gathered around me, and it seemed
to me for a time as if I were doomed to sudden destruction. But
exerting all my powers to call upon God, to deliver me out of the
power of this enemy which had seized upon me, and at the very
moment when I was ready to sink into despair, and abandon myself
to destruction--not to an imaginary ruin, but to the power of some
actual being from the unseen world, who had such a marvelous power
as I had never before felt in any being; just at this moment of
great alarm, I saw a pillar of light exactly over my head, above
the brightness of the sun, which descended gradually until it fell
upon me. It no sooner appeared, than I found myself delivered from
the enemy which held me bound. When the light rested upon me, I saw
two personages, whose brightness and glory defy all description,
standing above me in the air.
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