While the sacrament is passing it may be well to speak a few words to
the people. I am aware much instruction has been given to the people,
at least to the majority of those who are here before me; and we do
not wish to preach you to death, but we wish to preach so that you may
enjoy life. A thousand ideas float in the minds of the people in
relation to preaching; each have their standard, and their notions of
what they call the sacred desk. All "Mormon" desks are sacred. I am no
more religious today than yesterday. I am equally as religious in the
canyons hauling wood as in the pulpit; and if I were agoing to swear
in either place, I should prefer the pulpit to swear in; consequently,
I consider that a man should live his religion in all places, and
under all circumstances and situations in life.
We understand how to serve the Lord (I speak of all the Latter-day
Saints), that is, we understand how to serve Him in some things—we
have learned some duties which are practicable at the present time. I
am aware that some Elders who go forth and preach long and pious
sermons, frequently represent Zion as one of the most delightsome
places in the world, as if the people in Salt Lake City were so pure
and holy that the flame of sanctity would almost singe the hair off a
common man's head. Others suppose when they come here, that they are
to be fed, clothed, and housed independent of their own exertions.
Some of the Elders have told the Saints in England that the first two
weeks after they landed here all they would have to do would be to
contemplate the beauties of Zion, and be furnished two weeks'
provisions. The imaginations of some Saints have been so exalted by
the Elders who preached to them, that they suppose that all our pigs
come ready cooked, with knives and forks in them, and are
running round squealing to be eaten; that every tray is filled with
bread, every manger with potatoes, and every man's wagon with the
choice fruits of the earth. On the contrary, when the Saints from
abroad come to Zion, they will find the people so busy that they can
scarcely find time to speak to them, and if they have lost some of
their friends on the way, the people in Zion have not time even to
help them mourn.
Some come here and are astonished, for they had supposed that they
should find the stereotyped editions of Zion sitting on the seats
singing "hallelujah," and shouting "Glory to God" continually; but
when they find us all active, some rushing to the canyons, some
gathering in the crops, and others rearing houses—when they find the
people all alive with business, they think that the "Mormons" are all
telegraphs; and so we are, stereotyped editions of the telegraph.
Every man and woman in Zion at their duty is a telegraph moving and
exerting an influence, building up, fortifying, and fulfilling the
words of the Prophets by building city after city. It makes no
difference whether we have gold and silver, or not; we build just as
fast without money as the people of the east build with it, and a
little faster. A man who has faith says he has capital in himself; he
is telegraph enough to build him a house. Another man has to sit down,
and count "three and two are five, five and two are seven, seven and
four are eleven, and eleven and six are seventeen;" and so he will
calculate, and unless he has so many dimes, he has not faith enough to
draw the first rock, or the first adobie, or get the first foot of
lumber, or do the first thing.
But you take a man who has got in him the true "Mormon" spirit, and he
considers that he can accomplish just what he thinks ought to be
ac complished. If he considers that he wants a house, he deems himself
competent to go at it, and to build such a one as he wants; if he
wants a small one he can build it, and if a large one he can build it.
That is the "Mormon" spirit.
If you Saints who have just arrived here expect a heaven, I will tell
you how to get it; if you have brought a small one with you, keep it,
and keep adding to it; that is, if you want a heaven, go to and make
it. If you have not means enough to buy a farm, go to work and make
one; if you have not means enough to buy a house, build one, and thus
gather around you the comforts of life, and the means to subsist upon.
But I will tell you one thing, if you neglect to pray, neglect to
watch, neglect to do your duty, and to serve your God for yourselves,
you will be apt to become dissatisfied, disheartened, and dispirited,
and wish to go back from whence you came. But the opposite will be the
result with those who keep the commandments of God, who watch and
pray, who are active in their spirits and in their religion, and work
out their salvation with fear and trembling, if you please, or they
may work as hard as they please without fearing and trembling, if they
have a mind to. Consequently, when you come here, it is essential that
you keep the same religion that you embraced before you started to
come here.
I am aware that a great many have so much piety in them, that they are
like the Baptist priest who came to see Joseph Smith. Joseph had the
discernment of spirits to read a man, and a peculiar faculty of using
up the old sectarian tone to "my dee-e-er brethren." When he heard
that good old tone he used to imitate it; and whenever one of the
class, who are so filled with piety, and the good old tone, came to
Nauvoo, Joseph used forthwith to take a course to evapo rate their sanctimoniousness, a great deal of which consists in the long
ass-like tone. Before the Baptist priest, I have referred to, came to
Nauvoo, he had heard brother William O. Clark, who could preach a
bible and a half at a sermon, and could use the fashionable old tone,
the blessed old tone. This Baptist imbibed a notion that we were as
much ahead of his ideas of piety, and that our tone was as much longer
than his, as the strength of the arguments produced by Clark were
stronger than his; and supposed that our sanctimoniousness was
co-equal with what he considered the merits of our doctrine.
Under these impressions he came to Nauvoo, and was introduced to the
Prophet. In the meantime some person came up that brother Joseph would
have a talk with, but while doing this he kept his eye upon the
stranger, on this priest. After he got through chatting, the Baptist
stood before him, and folding his arms said, "Is it possible that I
now flash my optics upon a Prophet, upon a man who has conversed with
my Savior?" "Yes," says the Prophet, "I don't know but
you do; would
not you like to wrestle with me?" That, you see, brought the priest
right on to the thrashing floor, and he turned a sommerset right
straight. After he had whirled round a few times, like a duck shot in
the head, he concluded that his piety had been awfully shocked, even
to the center, and went to the Prophet to learn why he had so shocked
his piety. The Prophet commenced and showed him the follies of the
world, and the absurdity of the long tone, and that he had a
super-abundant stock of sanctimoniousness.
You Saints who have come here, if you have around you the garb of
sectarianism, must calculate that the "Mormon" plow will turn that
under; you must calculate that here we are a practical people; a
people who believe in their religion, and are good Saints; who do
their work, and attend to their prayers in the season thereof; and are
not so much in a hurry in the morning, but that they can kneel down
and consecrate their families, their effects, themselves, and all they
have, to the Most High God.
But in the midst of this people you will find various stripes of
character. The net has been cast into the sea, and, if the parable is
true, it has drawn to the shore all kinds of fish, and you must not be
alarmed if you find in Zion some curiosities. If I wished to find the
best men in the world, I should go to Zion to find them; if I wished
to find the biggest devil, I would look in Zion for him, among the
people of God; there I can find the greatest scamps. I believe the
words of Christ are true, that the net has gathered of every kind of
fish; that it has gathered men of every class. Do not marvel if you
find here goats as well as sheep, and the speckled goats and the
longhaired goats, and the smooth goats and the rough goats, and goats
of every grade, size and color, mixed among the sheep. Do not think
you will be without your trials here, that you are to be a stereotyped
edition to sit upon stools, singing glory to God, and that that is all
you have to do.
I have often said to the English brethren and sisters that were I in
England, for there is where the Elders preach piety, I would tell them
the first things they might expect to meet in Zion, viz: to leap into
the mire and help to fill up a mud hole, to make adobies with their
sleeves rolled up, and be spattered with clay from head to foot; and
that some would be set to ditching in Zion, to making ditch fence
ankle deep in mire; and that they might expect to eat their bread by
the sweat of their brow, as in their native country. I told them when I was in St. Louis, where there were many English and
Scotch, that if we succeeded in getting to Zion it was a "knack," and
if we did not it was a "knick," and consequently there were
"knick-knacks" in going to Zion, and "knick-knacks" after we got
to
Zion.
These things are all connected with the common salvation that you
heard Elder Hyde treat upon this forenoon, the salvation that is
common with the people of God. You understand it, you have practiced
it, and tasted the sweets thereof. You come here, and you think that
we are busy and active, but only live your religion, and you will feel
the power, spirit, and fulness thereof, as you have never felt it
previous to this. What I mean by the spirit is the Spirit of God, the
Holy Ghost, which you can feel from the crown of your heads to the
soles of your feet. It is here with you if you do right, and
everything you anticipate in the Holy Ghost, and in the power of the
Priesthood, and in the love of God, and everything you have thought of
in your own minds is here, and God is here; and if you have thought of
bad, it is here also. If you approach a large furnace, the first thing
you see are the black columns of smoke rising up and towering aloft,
and if you approach nearer you discover piles of coal and ore, and the
ashes, dust, and cinders which have been heaved out; but all this will
never convince you that there is no iron there. You would say that
where there is so much iron cinders there must be iron; that the iron
has been taken out and dressed; that there must have been lots of iron
here, and you begin to look for the iron.
If you occasionally see a dirty sheep, do not let it try you; if you
do not get a bushel of wheat as quick as you want it, do not let that
try your faith. If you are agoing to die of hunger, that is the time
to be strong in the God of Israel. I wish to see the newcomers active
in their religion; I wish to see them live their religion, and not
only seek to be endowed with the spirit of Zion, but to bring the
spirit of Zion with them. I wish to see them come here with their
countenances lit up with the love of God, and their hearts burning
with the Holy Ghost, and their voices sounding like the music of sweet
instruments, to join in the songs of Zion, and in the work of our God,
in cultivating the earth, and in building houses. Bless your souls, if
you desire an experience of this kind, in order to build up Zion, you
must learn. Unless you have practice in it, unless you begin with one
house, and then go from one house to another, you cannot learn how to
build. You cannot learn how to make a farm by reading alone, but you
have got to have the practical knowledge. So it is in relation to
building; an architect may draw a fine design of a house, yet there is
not one man in a thousand who can carry it out, without the architect
is continually by him to direct, and to say, place that there, and
this yonder.
We may talk of making our own heaven, and of building up the city of
Zion, and making it beautiful, and having it polished after the
similitude of a palace, but we must have an experience in doing such a
work, before we can accomplish it. The world do not comprehend all
things as they should; they do not comprehend the greatest things; the
light and power of God, pertaining to man in his probation, towering
among the clouds and smoke, but its force is down here in the
practical duties of life, in the work under the sun that we have to do.
Now when you come to Zion, you will find men standing upon their feet;
but go into the world, and there, if a man wants to show himself to be a smart man, he must mount a cabbage leaf, hiccup, and jump up
to spit over his shirt collar. There was a man here last winter who
thought himself a smart man because his father was a smart man; and he
was all the while on the strain, like a man who mounts a cabbage leaf
to hiccup, or jumps up to spit over his shirt collar in trying to be
smart. What do they make of it? Nothing but a bubble, and a laughing
stock for men of sense.
The ore, coal, and flux are put in the tunnel head of the furnace, and
iron and cinder run to the boshes below, and are separated. You see
the smoke first, but you find here the true metal. "The Mormons, a
little handful of Mormons cannot accomplish much," used to be said.
But we are gathering out the tough wire, it has got to come here.
I wish the Saints who come here, to be Saints. I said last spring,
curse a man who will starve the poor by keeping up the price of grain,
and who will not help his brethren. I know some men will say that we
have fine men among us. I know that we have first-rate, good
mercantile houses here; I like them first-rate; but it would be better
for us to do our own trading, and by that means keep our money in our
midst.
These are my views, and have been all the time. I like to see a
"Mormon" be a "Mormon," and act like a
"Mormon." A good "Mormon" will
have an elastic faith, and not say, "O brother Grant, the old snag
ship is in snag harbor," but be mindful that brother Brigham is
cautious how he guides her. Brother Joseph had not time to be careful,
and run the ship around the snags, but was under the necessity of
running the ship right on to them. But when Brigham chooses to run
around a snag, or across a snag, he will do so. The ship is all oak,
let her slide. If we are in snag harbor, all right; we will steer the
ship, and run around the snag, or over it, just as the Lord pleases.
Jesus, our elder brother, is at the helm, and has a good crew aboard,
who are faithful, meek, and humble. If the Saints desire to strengthen
Zion, let them be humble, meek, lowly, and contrite in spirit; let
them be diligent, and seek counsel through the light of the Spirit of
God, and watch and pray, and they will be filled with joy, and be
happy at night, and healthy in the morning; and their spirits will be
buoyant, and they can shout "glory hallelujah" in reality.
May the God of heaven fill you with the Holy Ghost, and give you light
and joy in His kingdom. Amen.
- Jedediah M. Grant