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Date: March 28, 2015 01:00PM
Sanford Porter; baptized into the church before it was a church (1829). Then his son Sanford Porter, Jr. kept up the legacy:
"For Sanford Porter, born in Massachusetts in 1790, the gospel was the answer to the prayers of a lifetime. His father had looked for an apostolic church all of his life, and his son inherited both that stubborn belief and an equally stubborn resistance to any substitute. A phrenologist had characterized Sanford as “very self-willed and determined … almost obstinate … very hard to please … will never give one inch in argument” and Sanford’s life proved the truth of all those statements.
Religion was an unfailing interest of his, and he was willing to talk about it with anyone, “but I found none that could reasonably convince me that I was wrong, and show me that they were rite.” The confusion of the different sects finally led him to doubt the Bible. He was living in Vermont in 1818 when his hunger to know became a torment. One question-prayer ran unceasingly through his mind: “Oh is there a god, if there is a god, may I know the way that is wright?” He fasted three days and nights. Too restless to sit or stand still, he paced the barn by day and the house by night.
Although he had told no one the cause of his anguish, he was uninterrupted—even by his wife and children—all this time. Then on the third night, in the barn, he heard a “voyce, plain and distinct, … there is a god, that has known the Desires of your heart this number of years, and I have been sent to instruct you. I am to show you three times this night the way that is wright, that you need never doubt.” (Italics added.)
His first response, naturally, was surprise. His second response, characteristically, was suspicion. He flung open the barn door looking for the prankster but found three inches of unbroken snow outside. Still not satisfied, he went to the house and searched not only the rooms but the barrels in the attic. Convinced but puzzled, he sat by the fire and then realized that “all my pains … and all my former troubles” had left at the sound of the voice and that he felt “quiet and peacible.” Then it seemed that his spirit left his body and returned to the barn, where he met a personage dressed in brilliant white who repeated his message and showed him in vision the life of the Savior, the creation of Adam
and Eve, and his own place in the plan. Filled with joy, Sanford accepted the vision and never doubted the existence of God again.
Years later, his business partner sent to him two missionaries with a letter explaining that they “had set the methodist and baptist professors all in an uprore … and he wanted me to search them to the bottom … and let him know what I thought of them.” After three exhausting days and nights of questioning, he admitted, “Well, gentlemen, if you have told the truth, and I have no doubt but what you have, your church is wright and the only church on Earth that is wright.”
No mere persecutions made him change his mind. When he came to Utah, he was presiding elder in Circleville, Utah, and its first bishop until he moved away to found Porterville in Morgan County.
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