I thrive on progression intellectually, emotionally, and spiritually. I crave to be challenged. I seek to find what I'm made of. I find fulfillment in proving myself wrong when I feel I am weak, uneducated, or unworthy of good things. Due to particular individuals who've entered my life, I've been privileged to gain new talents and strengthen my weaknesses. These individuals have encouraged me to recognize more of my potential of which I'm forever indebted. I have an overwhelming feeling of joy when I am able to 'pay it forward' in service.
I love when I choose to be happy and positive. There are days when it can be a struggle but I feel accomplished if I can get someone to smile, even if it's myself. Sarcasm is usually my weapon of choice.
When I was 14, I lost my Dad suddenly and abruptly. For reasons unknown I started to develop distrust in life and individuals. It was at that time I felt myself distance from religion and close relationships. My way of dealing with the hurt and distrust was to turn off feelings and pretend those feelings didn't exist. What was cold and dark inside I tried to make up for in personality on the outside by humor and a painted smile.
When I was 19 years of age, my friend asked me to attend a Missionary Fireside. That night something sparked. For the first time in a very long time I allowed myself to feel again. I was overcome with emotion as I heard messages of our Savior Jesus Christ. I felt peace, love, forgiveness, and hope. Soon, I was learning about the church through the missionaries. I found it odd as they taught the lessons that these were concepts which seemed and felt familiar, as if I knew them, yet I was hearing them for the first time. I barely knew anything about the church before I decided to get baptized, it just felt right and I didn't want that feeling to leave.
A year later, I had decided to fully read the Book of Mormon from beginning to end. I started with the Introduction wherein Joseph Smith shares his testimony of events that took place leading him to translate the golden plates from ancient prophets. I cannot deny the feeling that entered my heart and impressions on my mind that day. Everything I based my baptism and membership on were from feelings but then the intellect and knowledge I'd just received had provided me with an undeniable and sure testimony that this church is true.
I'm a Mormon because through my membership, I've received the tools to find true joy now and forever. My soul is now bright and vibrant and my smile is authentic.
I serve in an organization of the church whose purpose is to teach women to increase in faith and personal righteousness, strengthen home and families, and serve others in need. I have learned essential skills from the women I've been surrounded by in this organization to become a better wife, mother, and citizen. I've become more compassionate as I serve them and others in need. I've been the benefactor of these women's efforts and know that they change lives. They may look very ordinary, but they do extraordinary things.
I also am continually involved in my community. Whether it be the school board, volunteering in a school classroom or city cleanup, I believe in making my community a better place, even if it is by small and simple things. I have been blessed to be a stay at home mom, so fortunately I have time to be able to serve in these capacities.
More than anything, I try to live my faith through obedience. God has placed commandments to protect me not to restrict me. The longer I live, I come to know happiness follows obedience. Even if I'm not sure why it's important at the time to follow the words of Christ, eventually the knowledge comes which strengthens my testimony of God and Jesus Christ's love for me. That love is what gives me the courage and faith to face each day striving to do and be the best I can.
2 comments:
You are wonderful!!!
Very well said!
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