GRANDFATHER BALLARD MEETING THE SAVIOR

Wow, this definitely was worth sharing.  I have had a similar experience and awoken with the pillor bathed in tears and still sobbing as I came to.  Not sad tears - but tears of consuing joy.  Everything over there makes this telestial experience bland and dull by comparison.  Whether light, color, feelings, or quickening of the mind, there is no comparison to what we have here.  I really feel that Joseph Smith was right when he said that if we could just have a glimpse of what it is like over there, we would kill ourselves to get there.  No suffering, no pain, no having to live with others who are just plain disappointing in their character.  Bliss, joy, sweetness, calmness, peace, light, happiness, no fear, no want, no shortcoming.  Perfection:

“The testimony my Grandfather Ballard bore to the First Presidency and the Council of the Twelve on January 7, 1919, the day he was ordained an Apostle. I quote just a small portion of his testimony.
“I know, as I know that I live, that this is God’s work and that you are His servants. … I remember one testimony, among the many testimonies which I have received. … Two years ago, about this time, I had been on the Fort Peck Reservation for several days with the brethren, solving the problems connected with our work among the Lamanites. Many questions arose that we had to settle. There was no precedent for us to follow, and we just had to go to the Lord and tell Him our troubles, and get inspiration and help from Him. On this occasion I had sought the Lord, under such circumstances, and that night I received a wonderful manifestation and impression which has never left me. I was carried to this place—into this room. I saw myself here with you. I was told there was another privilege that was to be mine; and I was led into a room where I was informed I was to meet someone. As I entered the room I saw, seated on a raised platform, the most glorious being I have ever conceived of, and was taken forward to be introduced to Him. As I approached He smiled, called my name, and stretched out His hands towards me. If I live to be a million years old I shall never forget that smile. He put His arms around me and kissed me, as He took me into His bosom, and He blessed me until my whole being was thrilled. As He finished I fell at His feet, and there saw the marks of the nails; and as I kissed them, with deep joy swelling through my whole being, I felt that I was in heaven indeed. The feeling that came to my heart then was: Oh! If I could live worthy, though it would require four-score years, so that in the end when I have finished I could go into His presence and receive the feeling that I then had in His presence, I would give everything that I am or ever hope to be!” (Melvin J. Ballard—Crusader for Righteousness, Salt Lake City: Bookcraft, 1966, p. 65–66.)”