The plates lay in a box
under our bed for months and on the [table in our home]
without any attempt at concealment, wrapped in a small linen
table cloth, which I had given him to fold them in. I once
felt . . . the plates as they thus lay on the table, tracing
their outline and shape. They seemed to be pliable like
thick paper, and would rustle with a metallic sound when the
edges were moved by the thumb, as one does sometimes thumb
the edges of a book.
"Last Testimony of Sister Emma," The Saints' Herald, Oct. 1, 1879, 290.
Thomas S. Monson, Apostle, 1963–present
What a privilege
to be here at the Hill Cumorah and to reflect on the
momentous events that unfolded on September 22, 1827, when a
plowboy prophet took a horse and wagon and, in the
dark of night, rode to this hill, where he received an
ancient record from the angel Moroni. In a remarkably
short time, this untutored young man translated a record
detailing 1,000 years of history and then prepared the Book
of Mormon for public distribution. . . .
. . . The visitor
often comes with an attitude of curiosity. He or she
departs with a soul touched by the Spirit of the Lord. . . .
. . . I bear an
apostolic witness that Jesus is the Savior of the world
and that He and His Father appeared to the Prophet Joseph
Smith to usher in this dispensation of the fulness of
times.
"Special Witnesses of Christ," Ensign, Apr. 2001, 19–20.
