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  The Littlest Cross By Fr. Jeremy Once there was a man who felt his difficulties, sorrows, temptations, and troubles were far too much for him. He cried out to God about the unfairness of his life, and demanded to be relieved of his cross. One day, our Lord Jesus appeared to him and asked, “Do you wish to receive a different cross?” The man quickly nodded, so our Lord said, “Follow me.” They spiritually ascended the heights, flying toward a massive Cross, the one true Cross that our Lord bears upon His shoulders; a Cross so great that it fills the entire cosmos and bears the weight of all creation. Upon this great Cross, in a tiny corner on a little speck of an edge of a splinter, there is a room that our Lord and the man entered. Inside the small room were many crosses of various shapes and sizes. Some crosses were heavily splintered and some had thorns poking in every direction. “Everyone who follows me must bear their cross,” the Lord said. “But for you, I will let you pick whateve

Yesterday was the Fall Equinox - a time of scales, balance, harvest, and descent, among other things. To celebrate the day, I was humbled to scale the top of Sunset Peak with a group of good men just minutes before Sunrise. Here's another interesting image of scales to consider. . . Joseph received the golden plates twice: once on September 22nd, 1827, and then again exactly one year later, on September 22nd, 1828.  The first harvest of the golden record in 1827, unfortunately, ended in an abortion of sorts nine months later when the 116 pages and translation relics were lost and taken around June 14th, 1828. You could say that tipped the scales of Joseph’s scripture project  downward . The second harvest of the record, thankfully, ended in the successful birth of the Book of Mormon we know and love today. The translation was finally completed - again, nine months later - in June 1829 after getting the plates a second time from the previous September. This tipped the scales back up