![]() ![]() I see in questioning something deeply religious as well as deeply human. Settled as faith is in my own life, I understand why people doubt. What do my beliefs mean? How can they be explained and justified? I have sympathy for questioners because I am a questioner too. Why then am I always interrogating my own faith? I am always asking why I believe. You could say that I was born Mormon and will likely die Mormon. I have held many positions in our basically lay-run church from scoutmaster to bishop, stake president, and patriarch. ![]() I have never wandered even for a few months from church activity. By the official definition, that makes them all pioneers. All of my immediate ancestors were in Utah before the railroad was completed in 1869. I had ancestors who knew Joseph Smith in Nauvoo. I am a fifth-generation Mormon on both my mother’s and father’s sides. I was born in Salt Lake City to parents who had been married in the temple. ![]() Behold, that which you hear is as the voice of one crying in the wilderness–in the wilderness, because you cannot see him–my voice, because my voice is Spirit my Spirit is truth truth abideth and hath no end and if it be in you it shall abound. ![]()
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