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Sunday, November 10, 2019

Upcoming FREE Lectures by Terryl Givens. Come Enjoy him while he is in Utah!


Saturday  November 16  |  7 PM
Annual Neal A. Maxwell Lecture, featuring Terryl L. Givens
Hinkley Alumni Building, BYU
“Apologetics and Disciples of the Second Sort”


Monday November 18  |  4 PM
Lecture—Terryl L. Givens, “The Great Plan of Happiness”
Varsity Theater in the Wilk, BYU
Part 3 of a 4-part lecture series called "The Choice to Believe."
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Friday, November 8, 2019

Margot Butler's New Testament (Gospels) timeline



You know how much I love Margot Butler's Old Testament Timeline?

Well, she drew one for the New Testament as well!

Click on the image below to open a printable version of this handout.

Tuesday, November 5, 2019

Philemon and Onesimus: Look again.

Interesting post from Jana Riess on responses to the CFM curriculum treatment of the Epistle to Philemon: 


Mormons criticize LDS curriculum’s treatment of slavery in the New Testament


Screen shot of the LDS “Come, Follow Me” adult Sunday School curriculum.
(RNS) — On Sunday (Nov. 3), Mormon social media came alive with criticism of the curriculum for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, which for the week’s lesson included a statement that suggested Paul was asking a fellow Christian, Philemon, to forgive his slave, Onesimus.
The adult Sunday School version of the lesson asks class members, “While it was likely hard for Philemon to forgive his slave who ran away, how would the gospel of Jesus Christ have made forgiveness easier?”
That prompted Zandra Vranes of Sistas in Zion to post on social media, “Why is the example for the master to forgive the slave for ‘running away?’ How does this example make it into church curriculum in 2019?”
In the ensuing discussion, some tried to explain the context of Paul’s era, while others criticized Vranes for hypersensitivity. She later hosted a live Facebook discussion in which she replied to these critics, “You’re absolutely right. That’s true! Yes, I’m going to be more sensitive because I am black and I am a descendant of slave ancestry. That’s not bad. … We have to be able to take into account the ways that our lived experiences and the things that impact us . … are going to shape the way we receive discussions or we receive scripture or we receive teachings in the church.”
Vranes is right. She’s more keenly aware of the dynamics of privilege than most white Mormons ever have to be. I think it’s a safe bet that many white American Latter-day Saints looked at that line in the curriculum and said, “Yeah, how would having the gospel have made forgiveness easier for Philemon?” without also thinking to ask, “Why aren’t we more concerned about the horrible wrong that has been done to Onesimus by a slaveowner who is supposed to be a Christian?”
Zandra Vranes of Sistas in Zion discussing the Church’s curriculum on Philemon (Facebook screen shot).
One more time for the justice impaired: SLAVES DO NOT NEED TO APOLOGIZE TO THEIR MASTERS. If there is to be repentance and forgiveness, it ought to go the other way around. That should be a given. Slavery in the first-century Roman Empire may have been different from slavery in the 19th-century United States*, but every kind of slavery rests on the ownership of one human being by another, which is morally wrong.
In addition to the thoughtless white privilege, embedded in the church’s brief treatment of this story is an equally careless acceptance of unproven traditions about Paul’s letter to Philemon. The curriculum identifies Onesimus as someone who “escaped slavery” and as a “slave who ran away.”
Where in Paul’s actual letter does it say that Onesimus escaped slavery?
Answer: nowhere.
Some commenters have pointed out that the idea that Onesimus has run away ignores some key contextual clues from the letter itself. Nowhere in the letter does Paul say, “You’ll never guess who’s here with me in prison! Your slave, Onesimus!”
Presumably, that’s because Philemon already knows where Onesimus is — and Philemon knows because he’s the one who sent Onesimus to Paul in the first place. Roman prisons in this time period did not provide much in the way of food, blankets and support to prisoners, who therefore depended on friends and family on the outside. Philemon, a recent convert who owes Paul a debt of gratitude, may have sent Onesimus to provide Paul with the provisions he needed.
If this theory is correct, then the only surprise for Philemon in receiving Paul’s letter was not that Onesimus had connected with Paul, but that Onesimus had become a Christian. In Paul’s mind at least, the slave had been elevated to the status of a brother.
That may not have been in Philemon’s game plan. It suddenly raised all sorts of questions — not just about Onesimus’ personal fate or freedom, but the role that slavery would play in the new Christian movement going forward.
The fact that the LDS curriculum has skipped right over this (I understand the dilemma; it can’t cover everything) means that we may be missing an underlying point of Paul’s letter. Buried in all this talk of forgiveness is a rallying cry for a slave’s freedom.
Many of us modern readers would love for Paul to have made a declarative statement to Philemon that he could no longer own any slaves because he had become a Christian and slavery was wrong. Paul does not do this. Instead he focuses on the individual, the personal, and he makes his case through a series of Greek word plays that are lost on us today. The name Onesimus is a double pun of sorts in the letter.
First, the word Onesimus means “useful,” and Paul says Onesimus was formerly useless but he’s now living up to his name because he’s a Christian. Second, another word for “useless” (achrestos) is one letter off in Greek from the word for “non-Christian” (achristos), so Paul is going nuts with the fun puns here.
But he’s just getting started, because the more serious wordplay is what he does with “refresh/release” and “my guts/innards/heart.” Onesimus, Paul says, has become the companion of his heart and guts during this prison experience. (The KJV translates the term in verse 12 as “bowels,” but for reasons that are about to become clear, using that term in conjunction with “release” would offer too much glee to 11-year-old boys everywhere, who would delight at the image of Paul’s bowels being released. So let’s go with the more standard translation of “heart.”)
Paul wants his heart to be “released.” He has called Onesimus his heart. He’s sending Onesimus back to Philemon with this instruction — not an instruction for Philemon to forgive Onesimus for something it’s not even clear from the text that Onesimus actually did, but an instruction for Philemon to release Onesimus because the latter is now a brother in the gospel. Paul wants to have the “benefit” (onaimen, another pun on Onesimus’ name) of Onesimus for the cause of the faith.
Then Paul closes the letter with a sort of gentle warning that when he is out of prison he’s coming to Philemon’s house for a cozy little visit and a chat, so get that guest room ready (v. 22). Paul will be following through to check up on his instructions.
There’s no historical record of what Philemon did about Onesimus and whether he got Paul’s hints — subtle to us, but not to Greek readers in the first century — that Philemon needed to give Onesimus his freedom. But if we’re going to go with church tradition, which is apparently what the LDS Church is relying upon in interpreting this story, here’s a tradition I particularly like: Nearly half a century after this letter was written, the bishop of the church in Ephesus was an old man by the name of  … Onesimus.  

Monday, October 28, 2019

Forgiveness quote



President Joseph F Smith: 
--we cannot give excuses to for those who hurt us

I FORGIVE ALL MEN. 
I feel in my heart to forgive all men in the broad sense that God requires of me to forgive all men, and I desire to love my neighbor as myself; and to this extent I bear no malice toward any of the children of my Father. But there are enemies to the work of the Lord, as there were enemies to the Son of God. There are those who speak only evil of the Latter-day Saints. There are those—and they abound largely in our midst—who will shut their eyes to every virtue and to every good thing connected with this latter-day work, and will pour out floods of falsehood and misrepresentation against the people of God. I forgive them for this. I leave them in the hands of the just judge. Let him deal with them as seemeth him good, but they are not and cannot become my bosom companions. I cannot condescend to that. While I would not harm a hair of their heads, while I would not throw a straw in their path, to hinder them from turning from the error of their way to the light of truth; I would as soon think of taking a centipede or a scorpion, or any poisonous reptile, and putting it into my bosom, as I would think of becoming a companion or an associate of such men.
CHAPTER XVIII “LOVE YOUR ENEMIES” in Gospel Doctrine: Selections from the Sermons and Writings of Joseph F. Smith
JOHN A. WIDTSOE, JOSEPH F. SMITH

President Joseph F. Smith, Gospel Doctrine, p. 337; October Conference Report, 1907, pp. 5-6. 

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Burning the Couch : Some Stories of Grace by Robbie Taggart



This award-winning essay was published this month in BYU Studies Quarterly volume 58 number 3.


By Robbie Taggart

One day when I was a snarling baffled holy teenager, four friends
and I found a lonely-looking couch on the side of the road. It had
a sign on it that said, “Free.” Our minds immediately began to scroll
through the brilliant possibilities presented by such a couch, such a gift.
Someone thought we could hike it to our favorite camping spot up the
mountain and sit upon it amid the trees and weeds and clouds and birdsong and rejoice in the incongruity of it all. But the thought of mountain snails and mildew sharing our couch led us in different directions. We thought of hiking it up to the top of some cliff and hurling it off like an enormous brown baby bird that hasn’t yet learned the art of flight. Someone wisely interjected that we might perhaps unwittingly hit some unsuspecting hiker and spend the rest of our adolescence behind bars. Which was remarkable wisdom if you stop to consider that there wasn’t a fully developed prefrontal cortex among us. Finally, someone suggested driving it down by the lake, slicing it up with knives, dousing it
in gasoline and setting it on fire. Of course, the sense and beauty of this
idea descended on all of us in unison, like a shared revelation. Burning a
couch and taking a baseball bat to a toilet were two dreams that had long
been high on my bucket list, and here was a golden opportunity shining
before our very faces. We borrowed my mother’s minivan, emptied it of
the back seats, loaded the couch, and drove down toward the marshy
land near the lake.
We sought a spot away from public eyes. We found a perfect little
stand of cottonwood trees, dry with summer thirst. We took our knives
to the couch with gusto. We slashed and laughed, wild with the joy of it.

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 We jumped and howled and threw pieces of couch stuffing into the air. It
was like a scene from Lord of the Flies. Then we drenched the erstwhile
couch in gasoline, lit a match, and stepped back smiling. The flames and
smoke immediately ascended like the pillar that guided the Israelites
through the wilderness. The couch crackled like some ancient burnt
offering. One friend had the sagacious forethought to bring a fire
extinguisher from home. When the flames were almost twenty feet high and licking the trees, my friend rushed forward with the extinguisher. He
pressed down the lever and expected a spray. Instead, disappointment
dripped out—a few meager droplets. Someone had broken the seal, and
the extinguisher had no pressure. The couch sizzled and blazed in the
dry summer heat, and I began to fear the trees would catch.
A school bus drove by on the road that was just visible through the
trees. A few minutes later, it drove by again, this time more slowly. We
began to scramble, looking for a way to put out the fire. We grabbed a
towel from the van. We whipped at the flames, but this just served to fan
them higher. We tripped over weedy plants ripe with burs, scooping up
mud and flinging it at the couch. We dipped the towel in the little water
we could find and tried to wring it out over the blaze. The fire grew hotter
and angrier and higher and wilder. I began to feel the despair of
powerlessness. Then we heard the sirens. My heart sank, imagining the angryface of the police officer as he cuffed me and threw me into the back of his car like some petty criminal. I pictured my father’s frustration at finding his delinquent son on his doorstep accompanied by the police.
We waited in scared silence. The flames raged on. The sirens got
closer and louder. We winced. But it wasn’t a police car that hove into
view. It was a fire engine—a single small red truck from the small local
town. A burly fireman came trampling through the trees with an
 enormous fire extinguisher in his arms. He walked past us without speaking.
For two minutes, he silently stood, spraying the couch, the trees, and the
surrounding weeds with fire retardant until all that was left was a black,
smoldering frame with some burnt springs sitting in a scorched field.
The air hung heavy with smoke. The firefighter turned to look me full in
the face and said, “So. What’s going on here?” “I, uh,” I stammered, “we
were just being idiots.” He smiled broadly and said, “Well, sometimes
being an idiot catches up to you.” And then he walked away. He got in
his truck and drove off. We stood for a moment waiting for the fist to fall,
for the police sirens, for the handcuffs and the condemnation. But they
never came. We looked at each other for a moment, stunned. Then we
jumped in the van and drove away at exactly the speed limit, my friends
lying flat in the back, laughing and astonished.

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When I was younger, I thought of God as an austere figure waiting
to catch me messing up, a god who never laughed. I imagined him as
angry and eager to punish. I no longer picture him that way. My God
sings and laughs and blesses and gives and forgives seventy times seven times and then some. Perhaps the reality that wickedness never was happiness is not a threat. It is simply an eternal truth. Sometimes we
light our lives on fire. Sometimes being an idiot catches up to you. We
scramble and worry. We get burned and scratched, and we lose hope.
Then God shows up, like that firefighter that day by the lake, ready
to help and wearing a smile. Into our desperation and anguish, grace
arrives to put out the flames and then hands our lives back to us,
somehow restored and shining, aflame with a new holy light that does not
consume but only warms and illuminates. Grace is a gift, unmerited
and always surprising.
I sense that grace arrives not only for our foolishness, but for our
brokenness as well. Fires rage that we never started. Sometimes the world feels so broken, and my heart is broken, and I don’t see how God’s heart is not broken, except that he is God and even when his heart is broken, he knows it will not always be broken, because he heals all things and wipes away all tears from all eyes, personally and one by one, and yes, I believe that. But in the meantime, we live in the face of heartache and hurt, of meanness and menace. The world burns around us, and we stand powerless.
For these reasons, we need grace.
One time a friend of mine called me, shaken and raging. He told me
that his daughter had been raped by a boy who had been a friend of the
family. I went over to his house to mourn with him, and he fell into my
arms, sobbing. He said he had a fifty-cent solution, and he shook in rage
and grief. He told me he was going to put a bullet in the boy. Then,
without warning, he asked me for a blessing. He wanted to hear the words of God. I laid my hands on his head and waited. What do you say at such a time? Why do daughters get raped? Why do friends shake in our arms? How does such darkness exist in a world that has shown itself to me so often in so much splendor? How does one offer any real comfort, any real hope when you can’t fix it, can’t take it back, can’t change the world?
Into that moment, the voice of God came. Grace came. Peace came. Not
a cheap peace, but the peace that passes understanding. A grace-given
gift. After the blessing, we cried together and we ached and we hoped.
And that hope tasted like grace. Grace can transfigure bitterness into a
something shining with the subtle sweetness of hope.

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Here is another grace story. My friend Brandon was born to drug
addicted parents. His mom was fourteen. His dad was fifteen. He had
an older brother. You can do the math. By the time Brandon was three,
he was smoking marijuana. By five, he was doing cocaine. He said that
when he went to school, the other kids would make fun of him because
he didn’t have any underwear and he was dirty and hungry and smelled
like cigarettes and drugs. He would eat maybe once a day, at the local
food shelter or at the school. His parents were dealing to fuel their
addictions. One day in first grade, he told his dad that he wasn’t feeling well and didn’t want to go to school. His father, an enormous, burly, bearded man, punched my friend in his sweet six-year-old face, breaking his nose and making him bleed and vomit. Then he told him to go to school. The little boy went. What else could he do?
As a small boy, Brandon watched one day as eight police officers
attacked his father, trying to arrest him. His dad sent three of them to the
hospital before they finally subdued him with tasers, batons, and a beanbag round. One officer led Brandon away to another room so that he
would not witness the brawl. He told me that by second grade he was so
tired of life that he began to consider suicide. He wondered if he would
always hurt, always be lonely, always be unloved. He felt worthless. No
one cared about him. By second grade, he was stealing and doing heavy
drugs, and his second-grade teacher pulled him aside and asked what
was happening. Brandon refused to speak. His father had threatened to
seriously hurt him if he ever told about home, and Brandon believed his
dad. This teacher told him she wasn’t going to let him leave the room
until he told her what was going on. She told him that everything would
be all right. She told him she cared about him and wanted to help him.
For the first time in his life, he felt a faint glow of hope.
I love that second-grade teacher. I wonder if she knows what her
career meant. If all it meant is that Brandon is okay, it is enough. Every
morning that she woke up and got herself out of bed and walked into
that school to wrangle the wild, holy, beautiful children before her was
worth the effort. Sometimes grace is disguised as a second-grade teacher with her own problems and her own heartache, a teacher who is probably worried and weary over a thousand things, but who reaches out inlove to a small, broken boy.
Brandon got taken into foster care, and he began to believe that life
could change. He had more teachers who encouraged him, especially in
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become a teacher and an artist. He teaches ceramics and makes pots
with his feet and does one-handed pull-ups and wins rock-climbing
championships and changes lives. And his students love him because he
loves them and he has a catching laugh and a lot of joy. And he knows
that love matters and love saves us. That love, even human love, is one
of the faces of grace.
As a teenager, once his life had been reclaimed by astonishing grace
and he had been adopted into a real family, he saw his mom one day on
the side of the road. He said her face was melting away from meth abuse.
The friends he was with made some offhand comment about this ragged
and shabby woman, and he told them it was his mother. He stopped
to pick her up, and after a painful conversation, he dropped her off in
government custody, hoping against hope for an outpouring of grace
for his mom.
After not seeing his father for years, Brandon went to the mental
hospital where his dad was staying. He had destroyed his mind with
drugs. “He was like a three-year-old,” Brandon says. After a few minutes
of helping his dad remember who he was, his father brought him a worn
t-shirt and a small bag of beans. “I’ve been saving these for you,” he said,
“for five years. I wanted to give them to you for Christmas.” Brandon said
that his heart cracked and he felt grace heal his hatred for this man who
had destroyed his childhood.
There are many flavors of grace. Its light shines everywhere, on every
anguish and in every heart.
Bruce R. McConkie understood the ubiquity of grace. He wrote, “All things that exist are manifestations of the grace of God.”1 Everything is grace. Every single thing. This world is riddled with grace, shot through with God’s mercy and love and light. A child’s eyes staring back at you in the mostly-darkness of the morning. Leaves and leaflessness. Clouds and clear skies. Hope and light and joy and forgiveness and peace and strength. The air we breathe and the lungs that drink the air. These are all gifts of grace. Grace stands at the door and knocks, leans in the doorway and smiles, sits at the dinner table after the meal has been finished, pushes back the chair and roars with laughter. Grace makes the meal. Grace is the meal. The requirement for the reception of grace is ultimately simply the acceptance

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of grace. It is always already there, like a gift waiting to be opened. We cannot earn it, but we might put ourselves in the pathways of grace.
Acknowledgment of brokenness and need, hunger and thirst, the realization that our lives are on fire and we need help—these open the floodgates of grace.
The requirement is open eyes and an open heart. It is open arms and an
embrace. To see grace is to experience grace.
I am reminded that one day the air will begin to shimmer and shake
and hum with a music that is not of this world. And a light will come from
the east, growing in intensity and brightness, causing the air to shake,
to undulate and roll, to swell and to sing, causing the grass to reach and to sing and the trees to shiver with music. And I will feel myself becoming
lighter, sorrow and heaviness melting away like snow in spring, will feel
the joy I have always known myself capable of, will look around to see
others, to find ourselves soaring through the air. To meet the Lord in the
clouds, the scripture says. A new song. We will come singing a new song.
A song beyond words but created with human voices. And the voices of
others, of angels and gods. I will know the words or the nonwords, the
motions of the mouth and the movement of lungs, even though I have
never heard it, yet I know somehow that I have heard it, have known it.
I was born from this song, brought forth from this light. And the Lord will
wipe away all tears from off all eyes. There will be no more sorrow and no
more death. I will know as I am known. I will rise. The earth will become
new. Grace will triumph. All things will be new. All things. All things.
One of my favorite scriptural passages is found in Zephaniah 3:17:
“The Lord thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will
rejoice over thee with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee
with singing.” I love the image of God resting from the anguish of watching his children hurt, sighing in gratitude when his grace has finally
accomplished its full work. God will rejoice over redeemed Creation
with joy, his relief will burst forth as music, and he will sing. What will
that song sound like? What is the sound of grace? When sirens turn to
symphonies, when the only cries are rapture, when the fire only sanctifies
 and heals, when God opens his mouth to sing, I want to be there.

1. Bruce R. McConkie, Mormon Doctrine, 2d ed. (Salt Lake City: Bookcraft, 1966), 338.

This essay by Robbie Taggart won first place in the 2019 Richard H. Cracroft  Personal Essay Contest sponsored by BYU Studies.

Monday, October 7, 2019

BYU New Testament Commentary Conference this Saturday, October 12



A FREE day long conference on the book of Hebrews at BYU Law School. 9-5  

Perfect.

And, Julie M Smith is speaking.  I am excited to meet her.

Friday, October 4, 2019

Free Book about the New Testament.



Seriously.

Baker Publishing is giving free access (okay, you need to give them your name and email, but we all know everyone has both of those already) online to their book, "Introducing the New Testament."  Also free are chapter videos and 2000 pages of resource material. 

It looks fairly centrist and traditional in its approach.  Of course, it is a Protestant publishing house affiliated with Moody Bible Institute, Corrie Ten Boom, Norman Vincent Peale, Guideposts, Zig Zigler, Helen Steiner Rice, evangelism and a fundamentalist belief in the inerrancy of scripture so now you know what the bias will be.

And EVERYTHING you read is biased.

Equinox and the Jewish High Holy Days

In my Thursday evening class, we talked about how General Conference and the Jewish High Holy Days occur at the spring and vernal equinoxes.  Garth Norman happened to publish an article about that on Meridian Magazine the same day!


Why Did So Many Key Events of the Restoration Happen on the Equinox?

In the spring of 1820, (calculated by some scholars to have been March 26, 1820 [1]), near the spring equinox, God the Father and Jesus Christ appeared to the boy Joseph Smith, Jr. in a grove of trees near Palmyra, New York. God called Joseph in his youth to prepare for a special work.
In 1823, Moroni visited Joseph Smith on September 21-22, the fall equinox. Any importance in these equinox dates? First, it communicates that God has a cosmic calendar for earth time. Ancient astronomers relied on naked eye astronomy before the invention of the telescope. Picture #1 (below) is a simple illustration of how the equinox is the sun’s midpoint between winter and summer solstice standstills. Some first American cultures still view this kind of horizon calendar.
Fall Equinox 
Three years after the First Vision, Moroni descended from heaven to talk with Joseph the night of September 21, 1823. He introduced himself as a resurrected prophet from ancient America who had completed his father Mormon’s record of ancient American civilizations. [2] The next day, September 22, fall equinox, the angel Moroni directed Joseph to go to a hill, not far from the Smith family farm in Manchester, New York, where the records written on gold plates were buried in a stone box.
Once there, Joseph pried up a rounded lid from the stone box that held the gold plates, interpreters, breast plate, and Laban’s sword. When he reached in to take the plates, he was hit by a tremendous shock that threw him on his back. Moroni forbade Joseph to take the plates [3] and censored him because the thought had crossed his mind to use the gold plates to prosper his poor family. Moroni instructed Joseph that the sacred records were not to be used for personal gain. Their only value was the knowledge contained therein to establish the kingdom of God on the earth. If Joseph did not follow Moroni’s instructions, he “should be destroyed.” [4]
Moroni instructed Joseph to return a year later to the hill on the same fall equinox date, September 22, 1824. At that time Joseph received further instructions from Moroni, and was told to return again a year later in 1825, then again in 1826. On the September 22, 1827 equinox, Joseph was permitted to take the gold plates to begin translation.
Why did Moroni visit Joseph on the fall equinox each year? How does the fall equinox relate to God’s cosmic calendar clock in the eternal scheme of things? The ancient Israelite calendar has major fall harvest festivals. The Hebrew New Year – Rosh Hashanah (calculated in lunar month cycles) occurs on or near the fall equinox (Leviticus 23-24), the harvest time of the year.
  • Moroni first visited Joseph on September 21-22, 1823, on the Hebrew Feast of Tabernacles.
  • Moroni’s second visit on September 22, 1824, was the eve of the Hebrew New YearRosh Hashanah.
  • Moroni’s third visit on September 22, 1825 was exactly on the Day of Atonement (Leviticus 16:29-30).
  • Moroni’s fourth visit on September 22, 1826 was the only equinox visit that did not occur on a Hebrew lunar calendar fall equinox event.
  • Moroni’s final visit on September 22, 1827, was exactly on the Hebrew New YearRosh Hashanah! [5a]
The final harvest is referenced in the Book of Mormon in Jacob 5’s Allegory of the Olive Tree which ends with the Lord instructing his servant to call laborers together for the last timeto prune and nourish the vineyard in preparation for this final harvest (Jacob 5:61-77). In reference to this scriptural passage, President Ezra Taft Benson taught that the Book of Mormon is “the instrument which God has designed” for gathering this final harvest of souls. [5b]
Native American horizon calendars relate to living and working in nature.
We must understand the basic calendar in order to understand and appreciate the importance of the equinox in the annual life cycle of nature on earth, and in this Church History study. From my studies of the ancient astronomy at the Izapa Temple observatory in southern Mexico, I learned that the sun equinox is central in the life cycle journey of the year on earth. Equinox means ‘equal’, the mid-point between the northern summer solstice sun’s standstill (pictured below-left) and the southern winter solstice sun’s standstill (below-right) through the lunar months of the year.
During the equinox, nearly equal amounts of daylight and darkness are experienced throughout the world. Ancient Izapa-Maya astronomers of Central America calibrated their calendars on equinox dates. [6] Equinox is a cyclic day count division point meaning an equal set between winter and summer solstice standstills. This gives central balanced harmony to the entire visible cosmic calendar on earth as will be described below (see Illustration #1 and #2). [7]
Some past researchers have argued that equinox calendars were too difficult for ancient Native cultures to identify. Not so! They were very keen observers, studying the bright starry heavens and moonlight at night, and sun rises on the eastern horizon and sun sets on the western horizon. The sun equinox regulates and governs the six-month seasonal life cycle between the spring planting season, summer growth, and autumn harvest season. The equinox day count point is determined by the 364-5 day lunar-solar year that divides the year into two equal halves. Once a total year day count is found by sighting on one solstice, it is fine-tuned by counting 182 days between both solstices. Equinox is then fine-tuned by counting 90 days on either side to the solstices (see Illustration #2).  
The easiest place for this observation is the level ocean horizon using sighting poles like gun sights. Mountain horizon calendars provide fixed features for pinpointing exact calendar-dated events in the year, which Hopi calendar observers, and other Pueblo Indians still practice. [8] The Hopi claim ownership of the sophisticated Parowan Gap sunrise and sunset calendar observatory in Utah, with shared contacts in Mexico and Central America. [9] The ancient Mexico-Izapa/Maya calendar of most importance to Book of Mormon chronology study is shown in Illustration #4 [6]. At Izapa, this horizon calendar establishes equinox within the full sun-moon and Venus calendar system and sets the stage for restoration history, and further Book of Mormon history studies.
Spring Equinox Events
Six months after the fall harvest season (September-October), the spring planting season (March-April) and Passover week are celebrated. Passover is the commemoration of the children of Israel’s exodus from Egypt, when the destroying angel took the firstborn of the Egyptians, but passed over the homes of the Israelites who had marked their doorposts with the blood of lambs, symbolic of the divine sacrifice of the Savior of the World (Exodus 12).
Once Joseph began translating the gold plates, he struggled until April of 1829, when the Lord sent Oliver Cowdery, a well-educated school teacher in Palmyra to assist him as scribe at Harmony, Pennsylvania, while he dictated from sacred interpreters. They began the translation on April 7. It was completed in about 60 days, and printed soon after. The book binding was finished, ready for sale on March 26, 1830. This spring equinox season monumental event was ten years after Joseph’s First Vision—not a coincidence, but by divine design.
About a week later Joseph was directed by revelation to organize the Church of Christ on April 6, 1830, “being one thousand eight hundred and thirty years since the coming of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ in the flesh” (D&C 20:1) on Passover week. [10].
Six years later on April 3, 1836, the Old Testament Prophet Elijah returned to Ephriam’s descendants in the Kirtland, Ohio Temple at the very time of the Jewish Passover (D&C 110) with Moses and Elias, and conferred the keys of the sealing powers of the Priesthood upon Joseph Smith and Oliver Cowdery. For centuries the Jewish people have anticipated the return of Elijah at the Passover. Observant Jews await him still, not knowing that he has already returned. [11]
This chart summarizes sacred events in Church History and ancient Hebrew Observances related to fall and spring equinoxes.
     A circle with Fall Equinox (left) and Spring Equinox (right).
FALL EQUINOX SEASON EVENTSSPRING EQUINOX SEASON EVENTS
Fall Harvest season (near September 22)Spring Planting season (near March 20)
Hebrew Civil New Year (Lev.23-24) Rosh Hashanah–Sept. 22, 1824, 1827; + Feast of Tabernacles, & Day of Atonement.Hebrew Religious Observances (Ex.12:2) Passover Week (late March to early April)
 March 26, 1820—Joseph Smith’s First Vision (close to Spring Equinox). [1]
1823, Sept. 21-22: Moroni’s 1st visit to Joseph Smith on Fall Equinox (on Hebrew Feast of Tabernacles) [2, 5a] 
1824, Sept. 22: Moroni’s 2nd visit to Joseph Smith (eve of Hebrew New Year) [3, 5a] 
1825, Sept. 22: Moroni’s 3rd visit to Joseph Smith (on Day of Atonement) [3, 5a] 
1826, Sept. 22: Moroni’s 4th visit to Joseph Smith (Fall Harvest Season) 
1827, Sept. 22: Moroni delivers Gold Plates to Joseph (exact Hebrew New Year—Rosh Hashanah) [3, 5a] 
 March 26, 1830 – Book of Mormon published exactly 10 years after Joseph Smith’s First Vision (Equinox season).
 April 6, 1830Passover: Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints organized (D&C 20:1).[10]
 April 3, 1836 Passover: Elijah returns (D&C110).
October Semi-Annual General Conferences began years later.1st Major April Annual General Conference: April 5-7, 1844, Nauvoo, Ill.
First Major General Conference: April 5-7, 1844 (weekend)
A painting of people attending the first major General Conference [12]
The first major General Conference of the Church was implemented by Joseph Smith on the weekend of April 5-7, 1844, at the unfinished Nauvoo Temple site in Illinois, attended by 20,000 Saints.[13] This three-day conference commemorated the organization of the Church 14 years earlier, as well as the Hebrew Passover week in the spring equinox season, and the Savior’s birth—precursor to Annual General Conferences in the Church today. As we participate in the October Semi-annual General Conference, we can reflect on Moroni’s fall equinox visits to the young Joseph in New York to bring forth the Book of Mormon, and look forward in six months to the 2020 Spring Equinox, which is the 200th Bicentennial celebration of Joseph Smith’s First Vision in 1820.
Conclusion
As we have learned, fall and spring equinox seasons were of great importance in the Restoration of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and continue to be important for us today as we participate in the Church’s fall October and spring April General Conferences. In ancient calendars of Central America, the ancient Hebrew equinox seasons were also of great importance. The ancient Izapa, Mexico horizon calendar (Illustration #4) is a focal point for the Izapa Temple calendar that correlates with the ancient Hebrew fall equinox New Year season celebrations. [6]
The Eastern Horizon from Izapa shows sun, moon and Venus rise dates.
The illustration pictures the eastern horizon as seen from the Izapa Temple Center. Equinox “F” is at the right, and summer solstice “C” is closer to the left of this Tajamulco Volcano horizon in Southern Mexico. Watch for future articles about the ancient equinox based astronomy-calendar of the high civilization Izapa Temple in Southern Mexico. [14]
Footnotes:
[2] Pearl of Great Price: Joseph Smith – History 1:33-34. P. 52.
[3] Ibid. 1:53-54. P. 54-55.
[4] Book of Mormon, Introduction “Testimony of the Prophet Joseph Smith.
[5] a. Book of Mormon Central: KnoWhy #193, September 22, 2016: http://www.colelchabad.org/Calendar.htm.
      b. Ibid. Jacob 5: 61-77; Ezra Taft Benson, “A New Witness for Christ,” Ensign, November, 1984, 7, online: lds.org.
[6] Izapa Sacred Space: Sculpture Calendar Codex, by V. Garth Norman. 2015, BYU      Press. P. 12-14, 15-28.
[7] Illustration of Solstice and Equinox sunrises on the eastern horizon: https://earthsky.org/astronomy-essentials/how-far-does-sun-move-on-your-horizon-each-day
[8] Book of the Hopi by Frank Waters. Viking Publishers, 1963, New York. P. 103-106, 113.
[9] The Parowan Gap: Nature’s Perfect Observatory. V. Garth Norman 1976, Cedar Fort, Ut.
[10] http://www.johnpratt.com/items/docs/2018/birth_of_christ.html. According to scriptural insights and ancient dating, the Savior, Jesus Christ was born on Thursday, April 6, 1 B.C., at the time of the Passover and began his ministry on April 6, A.D. 30.
[11] Malachi 4:5-6.
[12] Illustrated Stories from Church History. 1975, Promised Land Publications, Provo. Volume 7. P. 110.
[13] Documentary History of the Church. 1973, Volume 5, Chapter 13. P. 297, 334-335.
[14] Israel’s civil solar calendar that regulated the agricultural year began at fall equinox. It was inherited by the children of Israel from ancient Egypt, calibrated at equinox with pyramid orientations. Book of Mormon and Mesoamerican archaeology evidences favor Lehi’s new year at fall equinox (author’s research papers on file). The Ethiopic Book of Enoch is based on a fixed solar calendar calibrated at fall equinox, believed by some to have been Israel’s calendar before the Babylonian captivity.

Thursday, October 3, 2019

Sunday, August 11, 2019

Fall Institute Classes Scheduled.: The Gospels

We will be starting up again in September with the same four stake institute classes I taught in last winter before I broke my hip.  

The plan is to start up in the New Testament exactly where we left off in March.
We'll enjoy reprising the study of the Gospels you all did earlier this year in Come Follow Me.

Details, dates, times, addresses and how to register are all listed below.

And, FYI I have healed well. I don't yet have the endurance I used to have, but that will come.  I was able to teach for seven hours straight at Festinord, the YSA Conference in Malmo, Sweden last week, so my stamina is improving!

Sandy : Wednesday morning, 9:00-10:30 AM, beginning September 11.
Sandy Utah Granite South Stake Center
2126 Gyrfalcon Drive (10000 South), Sandy, Utah 84092
Register thru BYU Cont. Education : topic will be The Gospels, not Acts to Revelation.

South Jordan :   Wednesday 11:30-1:00 PM, beginning beginning September 11
South Jordan Utah Stake
2450 W 10400 S. (South Jordan Parkway) South Jordan, Utah 84095
Register thru BYU Cont. Education  

Salt Lake Ensign : Wednesday afternoon, 2:15 – 3:45 PM beginning September 11
Salt Lake Ensign Stake
135 A Street (A Street and 3rd Ave), Salt Lake City, UT, 84103
Register at the door.

American Fork:  THURSDAY evening, 7:00 – 8:30 PM, beginning September 12
American Fork Utah East Stake – Barratt Building - 270 North 900 East, Am. Fork, Utah 84003
Register at the door

Saturday, June 1, 2019

Book of Mormon next year: Please be careful!

Please be careful of what you buy, read and share about the Book of Mormon next year.

There are some very attractive books available which are based on really bad scholarship.

My suggestion would be, if a book is quoted on Book of Mormon Central, it might be worth reading. Maybe.

Friday, May 24, 2019

Notes on the Greek of the New Testament

These notes come from the website Israel Bible Weekly.  Mostly this site tries to get readers to enroll in their courses.  I have never done that: I can find almost anything they get paid to teach free somewhere else, but I thought this was a good, short explanation of how the NT Greek differs from common Koine Greek. (And I am not a Greek scholar, so what do I know?)

The original text of the documents we have come to know as the New Testament was written by Christ-following Jews (in the ancient sense of the word) in a language that can best be described, not simply as Koine (or Common) Greek, but as “Koine Judeo-Greek.”
First of all, what is Koine Greek? Koine Greek (which is different from Classical Greek) was the common, multi-regional form of Greek spoken and written during Hellenistic and Roman antiquity. However, I do not think that the language we see in the New Testament can be described ONLY as Koine Greek. There are elements of the Koine Greek used in the New Testament that emphasize its significant connection to Hebrew and first-century Jewish culture. I prefer to call it “Judeo-Greek” (or Koine Judeo-Greek).
What is Judeo-Greek? Judeo Greek is simply a specialized form of Greek used by Jews to communicate. This form of Greek retained many words, phrases, grammatical structures, and patterns of thought characteristic of the Hebrew language.  We have similar examples in other languages: the well-known Judeo-German (Yiddish), Judeo-Spanish (Ladino), and the less familiar Judeo-Farsi, Judeo-Arabic, Judeo-Italian, and Judean-Georgian languages.
So is Judeo-Greek really Greek? Yes, but it is Greek that inherited the patterns of Semitic thought and expression. In this way, it differs from the forms of Greek used by other people groups.
I disagree that the New Testament was first written in Hebrew and then later translated into Greek.
Instead, I think it was written in Greek by people who thought “Jewishly.” More importantly, the authors of the New Testament thought multi-lingually. People who speak a variety of languages also manage to think in a variety of languages. When they do speak, however, they regularly import into that language something that comes from another. It is never a question of “if,” but only of, “how much.”
We must remember that the Greek version of the Hebrew Bible (commonly called the Septuagint) was translated into Greek by leading Jewish scholars of the day. Legend has it that each of the 70 individual Jewish sages made separate translations of the Hebrew Bible and when they were completed, all of them matched perfectly. As I said, “it is a legend.” The number 70 is likely symbolic of the 70 nations of the world in ancient Judaism. This translation was not only meant for Greek-speaking Jews, but also for non-Jews so that they too could have access to the Hebrew Bible. You can imagine how many Hebraic words, phrases, and patterns of thought are present on every page of the Septuagint, even though it is written in Greek. So aside from the authors of the New Testament thinking Jewishly and Hebraically, we also have the majority of their Old Testament quotations coming from another Jewish-authored, Greek-language document – the Septuagint. Is it surprising that the New Testament is full of Hebraic forms expressed in Greek?!
As a side note, the use of the Septuagint by New Testament writers is actually a very exciting concept. The Jewish text of the Hebrew Bible used today is the Masoretic Text (MT for short). When the Dead Sea Scrolls were finally examined, it turned out that there was not one, but three different families of Biblical traditions in the time of Jesus. One of them closely matched the Masoretic text, one closely matched the Septuagint, and one seems to have connections with the Samaritan Torah. Among other things, this indicates that the Septuagint quoted by the New Testament has great value, since it was based upon a Hebrew text that is at least as old as the original base text of the (later) Masoretic Text (MT).