Labors in the Vineyard: Twelfth Book of the Faith-Promoting Series. Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-Day Saints.Various
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Labors in the Vineyard: Twelfth Book of the Faith-Promoting Series. Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-Day Saints.
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Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints -- Missions
In another part of the district, at a noted watering place, I secured
a town hall. As soon as meeting was opened, I was interrupted by an
orthodox minister. He gave me credit for my sincerity but regretted
that I had not turned my attention to the heathen, instead of coming
there where he had preached so many years. He appealed to the
congregation to testify that they all knew he was acquainted with
every word in the Bible. I could see that trouble was imminent and my
hypocritical opponent knew it, but was desirous of bringing it along
in as respectable a manner as possible. I conversed with him for some
time on Bible doctrine, and when we had finished the whole congregation
had turned away from him and were listening to me with rapt attention.
I here learned what simple things and persons the Lord could use to
remove grave obstacles.
On two different occasions, when I was in imminent peril, my wife, who
was dead, and her father, who died in 1846, appeared to me together and
talked to me, and were as natural to me as in life.
The priests were for some time banded together in a secret
organization. The first knowledge of which came to me at the place
where I was knocked down, as already mentioned. They soon became,
however, more bold, and during a visiting tour among the branches of
my district I was warned while walking in the road, that something
was wrong in Norwich. I went immediately to that place, and before I
reached my rooms I was met by two brethren, who said, "There's a big
anti-'Mormon' meeting at St. Andrew's hall."
I replied, "Very well, I will brush up and go to it." They and others
whom I met plead with me not to go.
When I entered the hall I found it too densely packed for me to get
a seat in the body of the house. On looking to the stand I counted
seventeen of the prominent ministers of Norfolk and Suffolk comfortably
seated. I said to myself, "I also am a minister and that is my place."
I walked up and took a seat. There were two thousand people present at
that meeting. At that time St. Andrew's hall ranked as the third finest
hall in England.
The meeting commenced about half-past two, p.m., and it was about five
o'clock when I entered. At half-past eight the chairman announced that
if any member of the unfortunate "Mormon" Church was present, who had
the hardihood and moral courage to attempt a defense after such an
overwhelming exposure of their system as had been made that day to
the citizens of Norwich, he would be allowed to speak. Of course all
eyes had been on me and the invitation was a trap on the part of the
ministers. They offered me no way of getting to the pulpit as I was
behind five rows of seats each of which was packed with my opponents
and not one offered to allow me to pass. I prayed, put my hands on the
sides of the heads of the two ministers in front of me, made an opening
and stepped over into their seat; this I did with the others until I
reached the pulpit.
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