Several of you asked the same question today. It is actually a question I have asked myself. You want to know how I can write these things without revealing too much, or saying things that shouldn’t be said. Let me try to explain it by telling you a little of my history.
I published my first book in 1993, and from that moment on the Spirit repeatedly silenced me. I sat for the next 18 years in silence. My only voice was that book. Nevertheless, I was content. I had and have no intent to say more than what the Holy Spirit allowed.
In March of 2009, myself and my wife – who incidentally is more in tune more of the time with the voice of revelation the I am – heard the Holy Spirit urging us to move from Alaska. Within days, we miraculously, amazingly and suddenly had the financial means. Within weeks, we found a house in Utah and bought it. Within two months we sold almost half of our accumulated jonke’ and weeks later we were living in Utah.
From the moment I arrived here the 18 year prohibition against saying anything more than we have always heard was lifted in part. I was “inspired” (prompted) to start the Un-Blog and even given the name to use. I can hardly believe myself that I am allowed to write what I do. But I promise you that if the Holy Spirit is not present, I do not write beautiful things. And, I also promise that there is much the Holy Spirit stops me from saying and writing. I am very sensitive to this, and it marvels me, it thrills me, how many things I am given license to share.
Let me ask you this: How do you feel when you read these things? If you do feel the Holy Spirit, if it lifts your soul and gives you joy, if it fills your mind with light, truth and peace, then it is inspired because the Holy Spirit will not testify of things that are not correct. Moroni 7:16 plainly says that we may know as clearly as the daylight is from the dark night, that everything that teaches us to have faith in Christ, to love God and serve Him “is inspired of God”.
Most of you who have attended a fireside walked away with your faces lit by faith and hope. This is a miracle of the Spirit, and couldn’t happen if something was amiss or even overstated. I know the Holy Spirit is present with me because words come faster than I can speak them, and ideas line up in a sequence of truth that I have no ability to generate on my own. I know there is real power and God’s approbation because it changes me physically. It literally makes my illness and pain go away for that time. For those few minutes I feel strong and empowered. When the fireside ends, that powerful endowment of the Spirit leaves me and my body returns to my challenging version of normal.
Why can I say these things? I can only believe that to this audience, at this time, that this body of truth, these precious things, these very personal yet inspiring accounts constitute “the portion of his word which he doth grant unto the children of men, according to the heed and diligence which they give unto him.” (Alma 12:9)
If this was not so, I could not say them because I am incapable of writing them on my own. I sign everything “Brother John” to acknowledge, to witness and attest that John Pontius had very little to do with it. If this were not so, you would not feel the Holy Spirit as you read. Even if what I said was true, yet not lawful to say, then these things would not lift your soul, fill you with light, increase you faith in Christ, or give you peace.
I think another reason I may be allowed to say these things is that ever since I heard my bell begin to toll midnight, I have desired with a great desire to not go into whatever is next with these things locked in my heart. How can I not desire with a mighty desire to shout with joy to anyone who will listen that there is so much more, that the promises are ours and being fulfilled, that the great things do happen, that angels do attend, and that the promises we receive in holy places are in fact being fulfilled.
I feel like Alma, whose heart was so full of joy in his Jesus that he desired to be an angel so that he could “speak with the trump of God, with a voice to shake the earth, and cry repentance unto every people!” (Alma 29:1-2)
It is an incredible thing to me that God has in a way given me to speak “with the trump of God”, a trumpet that with a click of the mouse sounds around the world to anyone God intends to hear it. I don’t know how much longer I will continue. I feel like I am almost done, that I have nearly said all that I can say. When it is time, when my request has been fulfilled, when the Holy Spirit no longer gives me words – then I will be quiet once again. But as long as the Holy Spirit gives me license, I will raise my little trumpet to my lips and shout praises to God and His Christ, and thereby invite anyone with ears to hear to do the same.