John Andreas Widtsoe Quotes
To Make Possible The Subjection Of Eternal, Spiritual Organized Intelligences To Perishable, Material Structures, Certain Natural Laws Would Naturally Be Brought Into Operation. From The Point Of View Of The Eternal Spirit, It Might Mean The Breaking Of A Law Directed Towards Eternal Life; Yet To Secure The Desired Contact With Matter, The Spirit Was Compelled To Violate The Law. Thus, In This Earth Life, A Man Who Desires To Acquire A First Hand Acquaintance With Magnetism And Electricity, May Subject Himself To All Kinds Of Electric Shocks, That, Perhaps, Will Affect His Body Injuriously; Yet, For The Sake Of Securing The Experience, He May Be Willing To Do It. Adam, The First Man, So Used Natural Laws That His Eternal, Spiritual Body Became Clothed Upon With An Earthly Body, Subject To Death. Then In Begetting Children, He Was Able To Produce Earthly Bodies For The Waiting Spirits. According
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