Early 1983
I had a dream before I left for my mission in which I had some news that was so wonderful and exciting that I just had to share it with everyone.
I was walking down a road shouting out the good news to everyone who would hear. I proceeded for quite some time but then I was drowned out by a very loud voice behind me. The voice kept saying that what I was saying was not true. The voice was so loud that I could not be heard, and I became very sad. I wanted to share something important but no one could hear me. This sadness lasted for so long that I became very discouraged.
After a while, other voices behind me began drowning out the other voice, saying that what I was saying was true. It was a multitude of voices. I began to take heart once again, and had to see who this crowd was. I looked behind me and saw books, manuscripts, scrolls, stone tablets and metal plates rising from the ground as of voices from the past. All of them testifying of the veracity of my message.
I have since committed to speaking only the truth of all things, never doubting. I speak truth to power.
