When you have received your endowments, keys, blessings, all the tokens, signs, and every preparatory ordinance that can be given to a man for his entrance through the celestial gate, then you can see it." He gazed a moment into the fire of hickory logs before which they sat, and then went on, more confidentially: "Now you take that promise to Abraham--'Lift up your eyes and behold the stars.

So shall thy seed be as numberless as the stars.

Go to the seashore and look at the sand, and behold the smallness of the particles thereof'-- I am giving you the gist of the Lord's words, you understand--'and then realise that your seed shall be as numberless as those sands.' Now think for a minute how many particles there are, say in a cubit foot of sand--about one thousand million particles.

Think of that! In eight thousand years, if the inhabitants of earth increased one trillion a century, three cubic yards of sand would still contain more particles than there would be people on the whole globe.

Yet there you got the promise of the Lord in black and white.