He didn’t know if he was supposed to read it out loud or in his head, but in the end it didn’t matter. When he saw the words on the glowing pages, it was as if all heaven was reading it with him, and the Holy Ghost swept through him like a brush fire. With each new word of the message, a mounting feeling of joy and complete submission to the Lord’s will swelled in him, compelling him to read on. In truth, I was kind of envious of Dad. I’ve read most of the Jewish best-sellers, I read the brass plates every night to my wife, but a book straight out of heaven? This wasn’t one of those stories where you read the first couple chapters and lose interest. The characters were real, the plot consisted of actual future events, and having eons to perfect His prose, the Author was an expert at captivating the audience.