The Sickness of Elder James White . One morning, as we were taking our usual walk before breakfast, we stepped into Brother Lunt’s garden, and while my husband attempted to open an ear of corn, I heard a strange noise. Looking up, I saw his face flushed, and his right arm hanging helpless at his side. His attempt to raise his right arm was ineffectual—the muscles refused to obey his will. {LS 168.2}

Om morgnen, da vi gik vor sædvanlige tur før morgenmaden, gik vi ind i bror Lunts have, og da min mand prøvede at åbne en majskolbe, hørte jeg en beskynderlig lyd. Da jeg så op, så jeg at hans ansigt var rødt og hans højre arm hang hjælpeløs ned ad hans side. Hans forsøg på at hæve sin højre arm var uden virkning – musklerne nægtede at adlyde hans vilje.