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Serving, sacrificing, comforting, mourning with those that mourn, those all take a considerable amount of energy. And though we might be tempted to become frustrated with ourselves when our physical limits get in the way of our desire to bear others' burdens, Elder Jeffrey R. Holland recently reminded us that even our Savior experienced similar exhaustion:
The Church History Department has been working incredibly hard to publish as much information as possible about the early history of our church and church leaders. Perhaps there is no other religion today trying to be as transparent with their past as The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints or as encouraging to its members to study their own personal ancestry and history.
While "The Book of Mormon" was playing on Broadway, and two Mormons were running for the Republican nomination, religion writer and Mormon Joanna Brooks took on some of the most common myths about the religion, including "Mormons aren't Christians" and "most Mormons are white."
Carrot seeds don't look at all like carrots. They look to me like little specks of dirt. They’re not orange. They’re not shaped like carrots. You couldn’t take them to a picnic. Well, I guess you could, but there’s no way to make carrot sticks out of them, and those little seeds can sure get stuck in your teeth. I’ve tried eating carrots that way. Not satisfying. Those little specks aren’t full of vitamins and good stuff yet.
As we prepare for another inspiring general conference weekend, we wanted to reflect on and share past messages shared by our Church leaders over the pulpit. The following story was originally told in 1976 by Jacob de Jager during general conference.
There are countries cloaked in mystery. One such country is China: an enigma of thousands of years of emperors, Confucian philosophers, peasant farmers and scientific discoveries of wonder. The winds that blow across China whisper of the Silk Road and the Great Wall, of the terra cotta soldiers of Xian and the Palace of Tranquility in the Forbidden City, Peking.
Even the coldest heart is moved by the events that took place in the Carthage Jail on Thursday, June 27, 1844—170 years ago today. Joseph died not only as a Prophet, Seer, and Revelator, but as a Mayor of one of the largest cities in America, General of the Nauvoo Legion (the largest city militia in the western United States), a declared candidate for President of the United States, and more tenderly, as a husband to Emma Hale Smith and father of eleven children (six then deceased, one yet unborn). Joseph died, as the Prophets of old, as a witness of the Savior of mankind. The following accounts are given to paint a picture of some of the feelings that surround that fateful day in June of 1844. I have added the photographs so you may journey with the Prophet Joseph and his brother Hyrum to Carthage.