I dreamed of a temple built only by hand, and lit only by sunlight.

In it, for each new ordinance you did for yourself, you started back at the beginning and did anew every ordinance.

A young man came for his endowments.  He brought with him a building stone and his family.  He and his family had hewn out the stone themselves, and hauled it themselves.

The post Temple Dream first appeared on Junior Ganymede.


Continue reading at the original source →