It was a fall September day when Joseph Smith first went to the Hill Cumorah to look upon the golden plates that would be translated to The Book of Mormon. For four years he returned to that same spot on the same day until he was fully prepared to take them away. Joseph was not a perfect instrument. He required a lot of growth to be worthy to undertake such a sacred task such as taking those plates and translating them. I think we are all imperfect instruments, and sometimes it takes lot of time and growth, but the Lord can and does use us for many great and important purposes.
I wanted to try and capture the serenity in that forest Joseph might have felt while gazing upon these holy records. I’ve walked where he was, and it truly is such a beautiful place where the spirit can be felt so strong. I know that these things happened. I have The Book of Mormon as a testimony of this truth.
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