blanket and lowered them into the stone box he had prepared. Although no words were spoken, I felt the sacredness of what he held in his hands. I have read the Book of Mormon several times, taught its truths, and felt the Spirit on many occasions while pondering its teachings, but I have never felt more connected to the book and the prophets in the book than I did that day on the Book of Mormon trail in Texas. This was truly a trail of testimony.
