A Miracle in Denmark
According to Dennis B. Neuenschwander:
“Families collect furniture, books, porcelain, and other valuable things, then pass them on to their posterity. Such beautiful keepsakes remind us of loved ones now gone and turn our minds to loved ones unborn. They form a bridge between family past and family future. Every family has other, more valuable, keepsakes. These include genealogies, family stories, historical accounts, and traditions. These eternal keepsakes also form a bridge between past and future and bind generations together in ways that no other keepsake can.” (General Conference April 1999
When our family found the following story on FamilySearch, we felt that bridge to the past deeply. Frederick Christian Sorensen is my husband’s second great-grandfather whose influence has now been felt by six generations of his posterity. My husband’s niece illustrated it when she was a young girl which created a special bond between her and Grandpa Frederick. Many of our children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, and others have taken the opportunity to illustrate family stories which have been copied for gift-giving, shared for bed-time stories, used as coloring books, and helped us all make connections to those who have gone on before. One of our nephews even gave drawing lessons to improve the skills of the illustrators! Here is the story we cherish, and we have included Lindsay’s illustrations. We hope you are also inspired by this wonderful man’s faith!
The First Miraculous Healing in the Scandinavian Mission
Translated from “Morgenstjarem” Volume 1 page 22 The first miraculous healing which took place during the administration of the first missionaries in Denmark seems to have occurred during the latter part of September 1850 in the city of Copenhagen. Brother Fredrick Christian Sorensen, the object of this incident was for many years a prominent member of the Church (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) in Ephraim, Sanpete County, Utah. He gave to Andrew Jensen, Church Historian, the account of the following incident. In my younger days, I suffered from consumption (tuberculosis) and was given up by three doctors as being incurable. This was before I became a member of the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ. When I became a convert to Mormonism I felt that I had only a short time to live. I could not walk without leaning upon a walking cane or staff and suffered with unceasing pain in my breast. Brother Erastus Snow advised me to consult a somewhat popular physician in Copenhagen who had the reputation of being successful in treating the disease from which I suffered. This I did and the doctor told me that I was too old to be cured, though only thirty-one years of age. He assured me that I could possibly live another year but he did not believe that I could live six months more. I went home with tears in my eyes for I had a wife and children that I loved and I desired to live for them and the Gospel which I had received in which I had already experienced much joy, and I took much interest in the Church. In the meeting the following Sunday, Brother Snow asked me what the doctor had said and I immediately told him. He invited me to come to his office the next day. As Brother Snow had not yet acquired a good knowledge of the Danish language, he had to converse with me assisted by an interpreter. I visited the office on the Monday as requested and was invited to take a seat on the sofa. As some of the people recently baptized were present nothing was said to me until they were gone. While I sat and waited the pain in my breast made me nervous and I felt inclined to go home, but when the strangers had taken their departure Brother Snow locked the door and began to speak to me about the power of heading by the power of God. He asked me if I believed in the Bible and I answered him that I believed that he and the other brethren possessed the same power as the Apostles of ancient days. The brethren then anointed me on the breast and head an laid their hand upon me and blessed me. When they took their hands off my head, the pain in my breast ceased and I have never suffered from that sickness since. Brother Snow told me that if I would continue to exercise faith the sickness would never return. When on my way home to Cristenhaven where I lived, I had gone as far as the house, when I began to doubt and said to myself, Are you really healed? In order to convince myself in this regard, I placed my walking cane by one of the pillars of the building and swung my arms backward and forward, something I had not been able to do without suffering intense pain; but on this occasion these movements caused me no suffering, notwithstanding, I moved them backward and forward with all of my strength. Thus I was convinced that I was healed by the power of God. I was the first person in Denmark that was healed by the power of God as a recipient of the gift of the Gospel in this dispensation. Brother Snow expressed the wish that I should bear testimony of this occurrence where ever I had an opportunity to do so, but to always give the glory to God and not to man.