This gallery illuminates several examples of people who exerted themselves in order to receive visionary revelation. Some examples include: Joseph Smith, Karl G. Maeser, George H. Brimhall, and John M. Whitaker. In writing up that list, I noticed I didn’t list any women. I regretfully also noted how difficult it was for me to name any. In my defense, I can think of plenty of women who receive inspiration, but have these women received a singular visionary revelation? This is not to say that those monumental shifts are superior. In fact, I acknowledge those instances are certainly the exception to the rule, but I wanted to place some women on the list. I did gather a list of some names (LDS and non-LDS women) for further research. In my research, I came across Lucy Mack Smith, and I found some stories I really liked.
After six years of marriage, Lucy became very ill, was diagnosed with “confirmed consumption,” the disease from which her sisters Lovisa and Lovina had died. The doctors had given up hope and condemned her to death. Lucy stated she didn’t feel prepared for death and judgment at all. “I knew not the ways of Christ, besides there appeared to be a dark and lonesome chasm between myself and the Savior, which I dared not attempt to pass.” Though fatigued and bedridden, Lucy spent the night pleading with the Lord to spare her life so she could bring up her children and “be a comfort” to her husband.
“My mind was much agitated during the whole night . . . During this night, I made a solemn covenant with God, that, if he would let me live, I would endeavor to serve him according to the best of my abilities. Shortly after this, I heard a voice say to me, ‘Seek and ye shall find; knock and it shall be opened unto you. Let your heart be comforted; ye believe in God, believe also in me.’
Lucy’s recovery began immediately and she began her lifelong search for a religion that would teach her and her family the way of salvation.
Camlyn Giddins, Gallery Educator
Many LDS Church members have grown up participating in Family Home Evening (FHE). Then again, many members have not. It is not uncommon to find some disinterested about this practice, especially among BYU students who are placed in Family Home Evening “groups” – implemented by the Church since many students are in that in-between phase where they no longer live at home but have yet to start families of their own.
It’s quite easy – even expected – for us to question the need for something when we don’t fully understand the reason why it was created in the first place. In a small, unobtrusive space in Education in Zion, the history of Family Home Evening is told.
At the beginning of every Fall semester the Education In Zion staff participates in New Student Orientation, where we each dress up as men and women highlighted in the exhibition and tell their stories. The rehearsals are long and many-and sometimes very early in the morning – but on performance days when we tell our stories to the few thousand new freshman and transfer students filing through the exhibition, I always get the feeling of knowing that the practices and long hours were worth it. Read more
General Education classes can be very difficult to take, especially when it’s Bio 100 at 8am every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I’m a Theater Major. I’m not good at biology. Not to say that all theater students suffer from a lack of scientific synapses, but my brain wasn’t wired to understand it. I only passed high school biology because my teacher gave extra credit if we brought into class an animal to dissect. My mother found a dead raccoon. I took it to school in a garbage bag. So when my 8am Bio 100 class loomed ahead of me, I looked forward to it with some apprehension.
At the beginning of the semester I was determined to succeed in the class. I woke up every day at 6am, got to class by 7:55am and took the seat with the best view of the screen. I started to get excited about biology. But after the first two tests, I felt miserable. I’d failed them despite my best efforts. My excitement turned to cynicism. I slept in until seven and wouldn’t arrive to class until it was halfway over.
Then one day I was assigned to give a tour here at Education in Zion. Read more
I vividly remember sitting at my desk on the last day of AP Calculus in high school. I should have been euphoric, right? I should have been jumping for joy but I wasn’t. Read more