I have always liked reading the Book of Mormon. It fills me with a tingling sense of wonder and awe. What an exciting and moving piece of writing. When the book was originally translated, about 2/3 of the book was sealed by a gold band, and Joseph Smith was commanded not to translate that portion of the book. The Book of Mormon explains why, stating that the remaining 2/3 of the book is reserved for some future time when it will be given to those who believe the first part.
The night I was ordained to the Aaronic Priesthood, I dreamed that there was a mountain full of caves and holes, and that inside one of the caves was a set of golden plates on which was inscribed a copy of some writings from the sealed part of the Book of Mormon. The dream repeated itself three times during the night, and I viewed it at the time as a sign from God that the keys of the priesthood are still with the church. The dream had a powerful impact on me, and has stayed crisp and sharp in my memory even to this day.
This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual people, places, things, or events is purely and totally coincidental.
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