It is within my temperment to be rude and nasty. And believe me there is more history in the Catholic church to bring this to the front. I have refrained from making comments like those that have been pointed at the LDS church. As one person has replied. I am a farmer, but also a rancher. I use to run a lot of cattle as well as farmed. I have been run over by cows who thought they were protecting their calves many times. I have bull dogged cows and calves. I have roped, thrown and branded thousands of head of cattle. I also had older brothers who were rough and I had to learn to fight to survive. I am not afraid of a fight. I also grew up poor due to circumstances of grandfather, and his brother. But on thing my parents did make sure we did, was go to school, and college. I majored in plant Science, focusing on genetic traits of wheat. Triticum Aestivum. My specific focus on wheat was resistant wheat to rust. My last year of college was in 1975. Because of some quarters I had missed over the fours years I went, I lacked two quarters from graduating in that field before I decided to go on a mission. I had been inactive in the LDS church for all of my life. I was approached by two evangelicals who started to teach me about their views of Christ. And they had also taught many things about the LDS church which I had never heard, or really never cared about. I had never really believed there was a God let alone a Christ. Even though they were saying some really bad things about a religion I was a member of and knew nothing about it ticked me off. Why on earth would they even mention any of these things in the first place. I thought that if they wanted to teach me about what they believed fine, but why attack others? Anyway I was pretty embarrassed that I knew so little about the church I had been a member of all my life. Before and during this time I was a hippi as well. Long straight greasy hair. We use to run cattle up on the US forest in the mountains. When we would move them or round them up, I would put my hair in a pony tail and put my cowboy hat on and got the nick name of Geronimo. Many of the young cowboys wouldn’t ride with me because they were afraid I was going to attack them I guess. Anyway after being embarassed I decided to do some research in religion. I could not believe how many religions there were. I knew there were alot, but not thousands and thousands of them. I thought why? Of course I had heard of Catholics, but I had never heard of methodists, or pentecostals. So I had my work cut out for me. As I studied some, it just didn’t sound right. I had a friend that was my age who had left on his mission, and had returned. We were talking about religion and I told him what I had been doing. He said have you looked at the mormon church? I said, I am already a member. He said you don’t know anything about what we believe. And that was true. And so he gave me some reading material. So I did some studying. It sounded a little to be true. I mean I had been to fast sundays where members get up and said the knew the church was true. It really use to just tick me off. They would be up their crying and couldn’t get their words out, and I would just think they were all show. How could they know the church was true? God hasn’t told me. Well low and behold some of the material my friend gave me said that if one wants to know truth from God, all one has to do is ask God. That if one reads things of God and ask if they were true, the Holy Ghost would reveal the truth of it. I thought Naw. I had prayed before. God never answered one of my prayers. Still I did want to know. So one night after I had gotten home from college, I reached up and took down the Book of Mormon. The pamplet my friend had given to me had some references. I had no idea how to look them up so I just opened up the book and started to read. All of a sudden words started to jump off the page. JESUS CHRIST. REPENT, LIGHT OF CHRIST, THE ATONEMENT, FORGIVENESS. Well this startled me, and I slammed the book shut and put it back on the shelf. I did not return to it for another month. When I really wanted to know. So I got the book off the shelf again and opened it making sure in my mind that I didn’t open back up in the same spot. As I started to read again, once again these same words jumped right off the page. I knew I had to ask God if these things were true. I got on my kness, and asked, " God if you are real please let me know if these things I have been reading are not only important but are the things that I should learn more about. Is this book really your words for us? Is there really one religion that can claim to be right out of all the others? I am not a great man or a spiritual giant. But God revealed to me through the power of Holy Ghost that what I was reading was his word. I can not deny it. If I did, I would be in the judgement of God for I would be mocking him…