Here is another testimony from Liz Scully about her trip to the Kirtland Temple.
About 23 years ago we were visiting the Kirtland Temple. I had been there before, but Bruce had not so I really wanted him to have a wonderful experience.
As we were sitting in the temple, Ashlea started to "act up" so I took her out so she wouldn't interrupt what was going on, but I was upset that I was going to miss out.
As we ascended the staircase, I thought I saw Ashlea start to fall so I reached out to catch her. She was not moving and I heard a voice say, "Never fear, I AM here." I really thought nothing of that until we were descending the other staircase and my anger with Ashlea was rising. She was not being cooperative and quiet. As we started down, the same voice said very quietly, "Don't be angry, for even I was a child."
I had been reprimanded lovingly and quickly. I went to get Bruce to share with him what had transpired wile I was outside not involved with those inside the sanctuary.
I have never written this testimony before and realize for the first time that the phrase, "I AM here" was God stating who He is and that He was in His home. This was not just a phrase or words He was saying.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Gus Ralston's Testimony
Gus was gracious enough to share how his family came to believe the restored gospel. Here is his story.
In the winter of 1913-1914 a blue norther (a blizzard with high winds, very low temperatures and lots of snow) was brewing in southeastern Colorado. A family, who was traveling in a covered wagon, stopped at a farm house to ask permission to park the wagon on the down wind side of his barn to protect them from the wind. Permission was given.
The next morning the wind was blowing fifty miles an hour and the snow was part way up on the windows of the farm house. The farmer’s wife turned to her husband and said, “You go out there get those people and bring them in the house. They can’t stay out there in this weather.” He said, “We have a small house and there isn’t room for all of them in the house.” She said, “You go out there get them anyway. We will just have to make do.” And so it was.
The storm didn’t let up for three weeks. The man traveling was an RLDS missionary and by the time the storm was over, he had converted the whole farm family. As he was preparing to leave, the farmer begged him stay a little longer, because he had family round about who needed to hear the message he had shared during the preceding three weeks.
Soon all of the farmer’s brothers and sisters and family were also converted. Before he left, everyone who was eligible to be baptized went out the stock pond for the service. A hole had to be chopped in the ice as the stock pond had six inches of ice on it.
Included in these baptisms were my grandfather August, grandmother Caroline and my father Wallace, who was eight at the time. The missionary was a well known missionary by the name of Bullard. The farmer was Christopher Ralston, father of apostle Russell Ralston.
In the winter of 1913-1914 a blue norther (a blizzard with high winds, very low temperatures and lots of snow) was brewing in southeastern Colorado. A family, who was traveling in a covered wagon, stopped at a farm house to ask permission to park the wagon on the down wind side of his barn to protect them from the wind. Permission was given.
The next morning the wind was blowing fifty miles an hour and the snow was part way up on the windows of the farm house. The farmer’s wife turned to her husband and said, “You go out there get those people and bring them in the house. They can’t stay out there in this weather.” He said, “We have a small house and there isn’t room for all of them in the house.” She said, “You go out there get them anyway. We will just have to make do.” And so it was.
The storm didn’t let up for three weeks. The man traveling was an RLDS missionary and by the time the storm was over, he had converted the whole farm family. As he was preparing to leave, the farmer begged him stay a little longer, because he had family round about who needed to hear the message he had shared during the preceding three weeks.
Soon all of the farmer’s brothers and sisters and family were also converted. Before he left, everyone who was eligible to be baptized went out the stock pond for the service. A hole had to be chopped in the ice as the stock pond had six inches of ice on it.
Included in these baptisms were my grandfather August, grandmother Caroline and my father Wallace, who was eight at the time. The missionary was a well known missionary by the name of Bullard. The farmer was Christopher Ralston, father of apostle Russell Ralston.
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