There are a number of things that I take so much for granted that I don’t even think about questioning them. For example:
- My own existence. I’m here. I’m alive. I don’t worry about it.
- There is a real world around me. I see it. I take it absolutely for granted.
- The sun will come up in the morning. I’m really sure that it will. It has never failed to do so.
With equal confidence, I also believe:
- Our Father in Heaven exists and loves us and watches over us.
- Jesus lived on this earth, performed His great atonement for us, and is our Savior and Redeemer.
- The church that we belong to—The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints—is the Lord’s true and restored church.
Much of this confidence comes from the inner whisperings of the Holy Spirit. But some of it comes from the experiences that I have had. For example, I have studied about the Prophet Joseph Smith, and he did things that, to my mind, prove that he was a true prophet of the Lord. Consider the following example:
In the early 1830s, shortly after the Church was organized, Joseph Smith reported that Moses had appeared to him in a vision and had given him authority for the Jews to return to Palestine, their promised land. The Jews had been claiming for many years that they were about to go back to the Promised Land. Even to this day, every time they celebrate the Seder supper at the Passover, they pray, “Tonight we eat the supper in Bremerhaven (or wherever they happen to be), but next year in Jerusalem.” They had said this for two thousand years, and yet almost none of them went to Jerusalem until Joseph Smith, under the authority that he said he had received when Moses appeared to him in a vision, sent Orson Hyde to dedicate that land for the return of the Jews. This he did without television cameras, without the press corps, and without telling the Jews. But after two thousand years something inspired this branch of the house of Israel to “go home.” They started gradually, but by the late 1940’s they were willing to buck the entire British Navy, which had formed a blockade around un-partitioned Israel. Every Jew that the British caught was sent to one of the detention camps in Cyprus instead of to Jerusalem, but these people were willing to take that risk. I am convinced that the Lord was inspiring those Jewish people because of the action taken by the Prophet Joseph Smith. I was an Aaronic priesthood youth when the Jews were struggling to get back, and I remember reading about it and being thrilled that I was seeing a prophecy fulfilled. And, even at that age, I clearly understood that, if the Lord was fulfilling a prophecy, this was undeniable evidence that the person who made the prophecy had truly been speaking with the authority of the Lord.
Let me share another example of a more personal nature:
Several years ago I was flying a NASA T-38 jet aircraft from the Houston area to Utah in order to fulfill two church commitments that I had made. As I recall, they were a youth conference talk in the afternoon and a missionary fireside in the evening. The weather had been good until I reached the northern Utah area. A very heavy snowstorm was completely covering the Hill Air Force Base area when I arrived. The control tower reported that the ground level visibility was less than a quarter of a mile and that they were experiencing heavy snow. I was in no physical danger from the storm, because I could easily land at the Salt Lake airport and proceed to the National Guard area where I could get the proper support. Since I was flying a T-38 military jet aircraft I would need the proper type of jet fuel and would need the correct type of a starter available for the return flight. However, my sister Charlene was waiting at Hill Field to pick me up and take me to these assignments. If I landed somewhere else, by the time we could make contact and she could come to the new location we would certainly miss the first speaking assignment. When I saw what the weather situation was, I said a silent prayer to the Lord: “Heavenly Father, I’m on your errand but the weather is causing a problem. If I’m going to be able to make my commitments I need Thy help.” Then, the dark and foreboding storm clouds that had been so threatening began acting like great theatrical curtains. The clouds divided in the middle like a huge stage curtain, opening slightly to reveal the runway, “center stage,” in the narrow opening. The tower cleared me to land immediately and in a few quick moments I had touched down and was rolling down the runway. Before I got to the end of the runway, it was snowing with blizzard intensity and the visibility was only a few feet. I had to watch carefully to see where I was to turn off the runway. I murmured, “Thank you, Heavenly Father.” The visibility was so restricted that the control tower personnel could not see me land and were surprised when I reported that I had turned off the runway. Later, I was told that no one was able to land at Hill Field for the next two hours.
Before my flight into space on the space shuttle Challenger, I was given a beautiful priesthood blessing. Don Reeves, a dear friend of ours, pronounced the blessing. In that blessing he said two things that really stood out. The most significant one was that he promised, “in the name of the Lord,” that I would “go and come in safety.” It was not until nine months after our flight that we learned how significant that promise was. When Challenger took off on a flight at that time with a different crew, there was a terrible explosion and all of the astronauts were killed. During the investigation of that accident it was learned that, on our flight, we had come very close to the identical explosion. And by “very close” I mean within three tenths of a second. The giant 14½ -story-tall boosters under each wing of the space shuttle are so large that they are built in segments, which must be securely joined before flight. In the joint between two of the segments of the booster under the right wing of the shuttle, there was a breakdown of the combination of three concentric seals that should have contained the incredibly hot gases within the booster. The gases that escaped through the broken seals on the fatal flight ignited the liquid oxygen in the giant brown tank to which the shuttle was attached, and, as a result, the crew were killed in a terrible explosion. On our flight almost the same thing happened. The same seals were damaged in the same way, except that, in our case, a remaining sliver of one of the damaged seals slipped into the crack through which the gases were escaping, sealed the crack, stopped the flow of gases, and, thus, prevented an identical explosion. You may well imagine our gratitude for the Lord’s protection.
The other element in Don Reeves’s blessing that was significant was far less dramatic but was still meaningful to Kathleen and me. Our flight had experienced a number of delays. The launch date had been changed a number of times due to technical problems of one sort or another. This was a problem for Kathleen because we had a number of our friends who were planning to travel to the Cape to see our liftoff. Each time the schedule was changed, Kathleen had to call everyone and tell them about the delay. This was getting to be quite a burden. In Don’s blessing he also stated the date on which the launch would actually occur. Kathleen contacted our friends and said, “NASA may not know when Don’s flight will take off. But we do. You can make firm reservations. He will launch on April 29th of this year. The Lord has told us.” And, of course, that is exactly when we did launch.
Events such as these (and I’ve had many more similar experiences) change a casual beginning testimony into an unshakable certainty that the Lord exists and watches over us individually. I am as convinced of His reality and of His protecting care as I am of my own existence. He lives. He is the Father of our spirits. He watches over us. Of these realities, I am certain. And I am grateful for this knowledge and for His love and protecting care. This is my testimony.
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Born in Midvale, Utah, Don Leslie Lind graduated with a B.S. in physics from the University of Utah and a Ph.D. in high energy nuclear physics from the University of California at Berkeley, eventually doing postdoctoral study at the Geophysical Institute of the University of Alaska.
Dr. Lind worked at the Lawrence Radiation Laboratory in Berkeley, California, doing research in pion-nucleon scattering, a basic type of high-energy particle interaction, and joined the NASA Goddard Space Flight Center as a space physicist. There, he was involved in experiments to determine the properties of particles in the earth’s magnetosphere and in interplanetary space. He also holds the rank of Commander in the U.S. Naval Reserve. He served on active duty as a jet pilot in San Diego and aboard the aircraft carrier USS Hancock, and has logged more than 4500 hours as a pilot—mostly in high performance jet aircraft.
Dr. Lind was selected as an astronaut in 1966. He had a major role in developing the equipment and procedures to be used on the Apollo missions to the moon, and served as the backup science pilot for the Skylab 3 and Skylab 4 missions and as a member of the rescue crew for all of the Skylab missions. He flew into space as the payload commander aboard the space shuttle Challenger on the Spacelab 3 mission, which launched from the Kennedy Space Center in Florida on 29 April 1985. Among a variety of scientific experiments on this mission was one developed by Dr. Lind to take unique three-dimensional video recordings of the earth’s aurora. After completing 110 orbits of the earth and traveling just under three million miles, the space shuttle landed on 6 May 1985.
At the close of his twenty-two-year career with NASA, during which he was awarded the NASA Space Flight Medal and the NASA Exceptional Service Medal, Dr. Lind joined the faculty of Utah State University. At Utah State, he taught physics and astrophysics until his retirement in 1995. He also conducted an experiment aboard the LDEF satellite, called the Interstellar Gas Experiment. Collectors in this experiment entrapped one of the first samples of matter from outside the solar system, particles of the interstellar medium moving between the stars.
As a young man, Dr. Lind served as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in New England. Since then, he has worked in almost all aspects of the Church’s youth programs, including service as a scoutmaster and Explorer advisor. He has also served as a bishop, a bishop’s counselor, a singles branch president, a member of a high council, a counselor in two mission presidencies, and a temple sealer. He and his wife, the former Kathleen Maughan, have served as public affairs missionaries in the Europe West Area of the Church, as temple missionaries in the Nauvoo Illinois Temple, and, respectively, as a counselor and an assistant matron in the presidency of the Portland Oregon Temple. They are the parents of three sons and four daughters.
Posted January 2010
All my life, since I was very young, I have had three interests: religion, science, and medieval life. I grew up attending church with my mother and sisters. My father was not active in the Church until I was about twelve, and then he died of a stroke, brought on by a lifetime of cigarette smoking, when I was eighteen. My boyhood hero was Robin Hood, and I spent hours drawing pictures of knights and castles—when I should have been studying my spelling words. I decided that I wanted to become a scientist by the time I was in the eighth grade. I grew up learning—from my mother—to be skeptical of everything. She always taught me not to believe anything I hear and only half of what I read.
I’ve written the story of my conversion in several places, but it bears repeating here because it is at the heart of what it means for me to be who I am.
I have been invited to share my testimony on the Website, but I do so with tremendous trepidation and ample apprehension about its value because I believe that a testimony is personal and that one has to experience on his/her own to truly appreciate and understand what is meant through the symbols of language. Testimony, for me at least, is gratitude I feel for the wonderful pouring of blessings I have received from above in my life. I do testify boldly that I have experienced the presence and love of the Savior and confirmation of the validity of the restoration of the fullness of His gospel in my life and the fact that all the good things I have enjoyed in my life come from our loving Heavenly Father. The purpose of life I come to understand and joy I feel through the teachings of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ is what my life is all about and I hope to be able to explain accurately, though not completely, the conviction, gratitude, and faith which exist in my heart and mind through the symbols of language.
Elder Bruce Hafen of the Seventy described the early foundations of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Australia as a missionary church. My testimony of the Saviour, the Prophet Joseph Smith, the Book of Mormon and the restored Gospel had its genesis in a North Queensland town far from the centre of the Church in America. Goodly parents were converted to this new religion, which appeared in the town in the form of two missionaries and was the key for my developing testimony of eternal truths. As a young person in a missionary church, I learnt at an early age about the visitation of the Father and Son to the boy prophet Joseph, about the translation of the Book of Mormon, and that there was a living prophet on the earth today from my newly-converted parents and missionary teachings.
I am a skeptic. I know many people who are skeptics, but most of them are amateurs. I am a professional. It’s what I do for a living. I am a scientist, and a scientist needs to be skeptical. I don’t know if I am a scientist because I am a skeptic or if I am a skeptic because I am a scientist, but I am clearly both. I would rather risk disbelieving something that is true than believing something that is false. I don’t recommend this attitude, but I can’t help it. I just refuse to believe junk.
Ever since my first real science class in primary school I knew I wanted to be a scientist. My first dream was to be a physician, but economics intruded, and I became a chemistry major at Idaho State. It was there that I became infatuated with radioactive materials, and the initial part of my career was spent in nuclear and radiochemistry. (I used to joke that moving into management was no big deal, since I was already used to working with instability). I have never been particularly bothered by seeming disconnects between science and religion. I certainly do not understand the actual creation mechanism(s); when I was teaching at BYU, I used to tell my students that, when I depart this earth, one of my first orders of business is going to be to find the Master Chemist and learn how all this happened.
With the kind permission of his widow, JoAn Bitton, we include, posthumously, something of the testimony of Professor Davis Bitton, an eminent Latter-day Saint historian and a dear friend to many. We are confident that he would have wished to contribute to this “Mormon Scholars Testify” Website.
By design, mortality is intended to be an experience in uncertainty. Thus Alma, in teaching the poor among the Zoramites about “knowing,” said of faith:
To testify of my faith in Jesus Christ as the redeemer of otherwise lost and fallen human beings, I must tell some of my own story and explain how and why my own deepest understanding of who and what I am both grounds and forms the content of my faith. My story consists of, and also reaches back to and thereby incorporates, a lush network of other stories, including that of the recovery of the fullness of the gospel of Jesus Christ and the restoration of the necessary keys to and through Joseph Smith, and then also to what is recorded in our scriptures. How did I come to put my trust in God? What reasons can I give for my faith?