The Spirit

I don't know if I have ever actually written in my blog that I am LDS. That is I go to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I know I have talked about my Savior and how it is only through him I have made it through the last two years (actually, my whole life-and really the pre-existence-and how it will make it to eternal life) but I have never actually gone right out and said the words online in my blog before.

I know why-fear. I am afraid that if I did, well no one would read it-but I feel that I need to be true to my self and to the person who knows all, who reads and knows everything and knows that I have so much more to say than I have actually written. My Savior, my Redeemer, My best friend, my true example, my dearest oldest brother-even Jesus Christ.

I had the most life changing experience yesterday. I went to my church. We meet in the afternoons in California and on the first Sunday of every month, after we take the sacrament, (we partake of bread and water in remembrance of the sacrifice our Savior made for us in the Garden of Geshemene and on the Cross at Calavary, that has been blessed by those who hold the authority to act in His name and power.) We have the opportunity to bear our testimonies (our sure witness that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is the only true church on the face of the earth and that it is truly Christ's church on the earth toady.)

I did get up and bear my testimony on gratitude and was so moved by the spirit. I know that Christ lives, that He took my sins upon him in the Garden of Geshemene and that he did this so he could ransom me and save me from my sins. He was perfect, he did not have to do this. He did this because he loved me. He loves all of his brothers and sisters. We are all his brothers and sisters. He understands us, he knows us each by name, he know all our thoughts, all our fears and likes and dislikes, all our weakness, our joys and wants and needs. He is truly our best friend. He is our Elder Brother. He is there to help us, if we let him.

So is our Heavenly Father, he loves all his children. He wants us all to come home to him. We all lived in heaven before we came to this earth, we were all one big family, we are still, but Satan and the trials of this earth get in the way. We must choose to do good over evil, to keep Heavenly Father's commandments. We have help, a prophet, even Thomas S. Monson and his apostles and all the other leaders of the church, all over the world. They love us all so much. If we all can love each other and help each other, we can all go home and be an eternal family once more.

I have been afraid- I am not perfect- I don't always do the right thing, but I try and I rely on the spirit of the Lord and repent and I keep trying. I will not be silent and more.

I love all my brothers and sisters, and I want us all to come home again.

You don't have to agree with me, you have the freedom to chose for yourself.

But I just want to be true my self. I have prayed about my testimony. I didn't always know the church was true. Although I was raised in the church, I had times, I doubted. But I learned and after choosing to not follow it's teaching and making many mistakes, I decided to try to follow its precepts and to see if following the commandments, was better than following the ways of the world. It was, I am so much happier, I have joy and contentment, that I could not find any where else in the world.

No one may ever read this post. But I know the Lord will and He knows and it is my way of saying a tiny thank you. For rescuing me from the misery I was in and bringing me into the light.