Our Heavenly Father, has blessed me with many people in my life; wonderful parents, marvelous grandparents, fantastic brothers and sisters, furthermore fabulous cousins, uncles, and aunts. We all want all want our Heavenly Father's redeeming love, to be protected by his grace. God has blessed my heart in many ways. I'm a Mormon. (I live it, I love it, I own it) The church's name is very long, but its good that you know it. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints I know that the church is the right church for me because it encourages me to continue doing the right thing. They teach about love and forgiveness. Concepts, I had no clue what they meant until I found the church. I recently got baptized on March 10,2013. I was searching, reading, and finally I found; I didn't become a member just to be a part of a place of worship, or just because some on my family members converted.
I was searching for guidance and love. The type of love and guidance I couldn't find in any other place. Not at home, not in school, and definitely not in the streets. I was fighting an inner battle with myself. It's hard but my soul searching helped me realize that my faith wasn't as strong as others. I wanted to believe but everything else told me to do otherwise. This was a huge step of becoming a Latter-day Saint, which broke me down, making me a little bit more vulnerable to possibilities in becoming a humble, strong, loving woman. I know one day I will return to our Heavenly Father's presence and I will stand tall.
I've met so many wonderful people, from all over the United States and many parts of the world. They've showed me friendship and love. When my family needed to be held and accompanied, the missionaries were there to lend a helping loving hand. To me Love didn't mean, feeling a strong attraction towards another being; it now means learning to accept others. The missionaries that once stepped into my house left really high standards for any other missionaries to live up to, but every set of missionaries are different. We have dinner with them about once a week, we share what we've read, questions we have, and we bring them into a friendly family environment. That doesn't mean that they are treated this way everywhere they go. They have to spend hours knocking on doors waiting for answers, because they rather spend two years of their lives being an example, and sharing the gospel. The missionaries are welcome into our house.
I never dreamed that home, would end up a place where I don't belong; I've made up my mind and my home has become a place where the love is pure and non-judgmental. I love the concept of finding your true love and being together for all eternity. Every girl dreams of that one day she walks down the aisle with a white beautiful dress. The time has come when they say the " I DOS" instead of the priest saying "until death do you part" he will say " for time and all eternity". It sounds absolutely amazing, well at least for me. A girl could dream on. Now, my family has never been this close; we dine, read and go out together. Family has become so essential for us.
Just know that being true to myself is so much more valuable than being part of a label. So, be true, be honest, be you! Feel loved because Our Heavenly Father loves you.
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