The purpose of this blog

The intention of the blog is to bring together those that believe in God the Eternal Father and His Son Jesus Christ. It is a place to share our personal experiences and feelings to ultimately testify that He is real, that He is aware of each of us and ever watchful in the details of our lives.

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

How Perris Knows - Part III (We'll have to come back to Part II)

Just recently, maybe a couple of weeks ago, as I was laying down to bed I had some strong thoughts/impressions come into my mind surrounding my experience praying about the truthfulness of the Book of Mormon.  I wanted to share them, but you'll need a little background info first.

Background
Like most converts to the LDS church I was baptized at the age of eight.  And like most converts, during my journey to conversion, I faced a time of extreme doubt and spiritual trial.  It just so happens that during this time of doubt I was also living the farthest away from the lifestyle that Heavenly Father had instructed me to lead; funny how those things go hand in hand.  

I was mostly raised in the church and had many spiritual experiences by the time I was 17, but I had also developed some deep-seated doubts.  My doubts ran right to the heart of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, or as you may reference it, the keystone of the religion.  I doubted the reality of Joseph Smith's vision and prophetic calling; I doubted that he translated the Book of Mormon and the book's truthfulness.  Although I would never have denied my belief in Jesus Christ, I probably would not have put up much of an argument if someone had denied His reality.  Like I said, my doubts went straight to the heart of the religion itself.

During this time I continued to read scriptures every day, attend church every Sunday, and do my seminary homework.  I was certainly 'going through the motions' with these activities but I know now that they helped to prepare my heart to take the right steps in resolving my doubts.  

After being forced to attend EFY in Provo, Utah (Mom's are always key in one's conversion), I was challenged by my counselor to pray to know that the Book of Mormon was true.  I had heard people's accounts from the pulpit during testimony meetings throughout my whole life, but I had never considered doing it myself.  When the challenge was made, I knew in my heart that if I asked I would receive.  I prepared myself throughout the week with devotionals, talks, personal scripture study, reading Moroni's challenge, and praying each day that on the day I asked the question, I would get the answer I desired.  

The Experience
Finally the day came.  I imagine myself kneeling there with this great question, a hunger and thirst for knowledge.  I see my family members that have passed on (all my relatives who don't have the gospel), my future children, and my friends gathered all around me, speaking words of encouragement and support to my spirit.  With all the preparation and exercising of faith that I had done during the week, I asked Heavenly Father, "Is the Book of Mormon True?"; then waited.  My prayer of faith together with their power opened up a window to heaven for just long enough that I heard in my mind and felt in my heart the most clear and powerful, yet slight whisper that said, "You already know."  I barely caught a hold of the message and I then I heard the thought again whisper even more clearly, "You already know." 

I pondered for a second and then said to myself, "Yes, this is right and true. I do know the Book of Mormon is true."  In an instant it was like unto the Savior's birth where the clouds burst open with a multitude of heavenly host praising God.  Only for me it was all my spirit family and friends cheering me on and expressing their deep love and joy to my spirit.  In that instant my mind also burst open and I knew the Book of Mormon was true, I knew Joseph Smith was a prophet, I knew that God was real, I knew that Christ was real and that he atoned for our sins.  That on shout of praise and joy opened the heavens and poured down pure plain and simple truth and knowledge to my mind and heart, removing all doubts and filling my body with warmth and love.

I will be forever grateful to my Heavenly Father, my Savior, and their unified companion the Holy Ghost.  And to my spirit ancestors and descendants for their support and love.  I can't wait to thank them when I cross the vale.  

I know these things are true, and for all those who don't, I know that you can too.

How Perris Know's - Part I

When I was a boy, around the age of 8-10 years-old, I was given the assignment to mow the lawn either Friday or Saturday.  When Friday morning came along I found myself in a pickle; I wanted to play with my friends.  The problem was that my friends could play either Friday or Saturday, but I could only play one of the days because the other I had to mow.  I could not for the life of me decide which day would be the better choice, but it was important to me to make the right choice.  I distinctly remember discussing this with my mother on our back deck, which overlooked the shaggy yard.  She was very sweet to entertain my dilemma and listen to me weigh all the options.  In the end she said, "Well why don't you pray about it.  I'm sure Heavenly Father knows which day would be the best one".  And with that she left me to ponder.  In my young mind this was obviously the correct action to take, so I quickly bowed my head and simply explained my predicament to our omniscient father above and asked which day would be best.  I very clearly remember having the thought that Friday would be the best decision and feeling in my heart that this thought was true.  Although I didn't really have a perfect knowledge that Friday was the answer, I had faith that what I felt was good enough.  So I hopped up, informed mother, and went to work on the four hour task of cutting all the grass in the steamy humidity of summer.  I remember sweating a lot while I mowed and wondering if Saturday maybe would have brought a better result; perhaps the adventures with my friends would have been more fruitful had I waited a day. 

The experience was not complete until the next morning.  When I woke up I looked outside and noticed big dark heavy clouds.  The kind make you a bit uneasy, like a water balloon that has been over-filled.  This was interesting, I had no idea that the weather would change from a hot sunny day to dark and cloudy overnight.  Sure enough after breakfast, the clouds could no longer contain the water, and it started to rain and didn't stop until after lunch.  I was dumb-founded.  Heavenly Father knew that it would rain and knew that I would not be able to mow the lawn with soaking wet grass, so he advised me to mow the day before.  I was filled with excitement, and even greater, I was filled with truth - Heavenly Father answers prayers.  This was a simple, possibly meaningless, example to some people, but to me it was part of the foundation that was laid for how I know that Heavenly Father loves us and that Jesus Christ lives.