A Latter-Day Saint.
First, I don’t believe it was a choice. Even an ex thought I had already been a confirmed member of The Church six months before I had even read the Book of Mormon!
I have always been on this path. God chose me. It just took me
46 years to open my eyes.
I joke about having been “stalked by Christ”, or more appropriately, by His Church. In my journeys across the country, I found myself stopping and pondering God in front of temples I had no clue even existed before happening upon them.
There are a few facts that I want to share with others, about some of my beliefs that finally found their home:
- The fact that Jesus Christ and God are separate, immortal beings and the Holy Ghost is a separate spirit entity.
- That God did not cease communicating with us through prophets in the time of the bible.
- We have a living prophet that receives revelation for the church in these times; his name is Thomas S. Monson.
- We have the right and the obligation to ask for personal revelation in prayer and to listen to the small still voice that is the Holy Spirit.
I finished reading the Book of Mormon for the first time (just a read-through, I plan to go back and study it diligently after I finish the rest of the Standard Works) on April 30. I believe it to be another Testament of Jesus Christ. I prayed, and was impressed with the knowledge that it is.
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is the only church that has ever felt like home. My children and my mother know how long I have searched for the truth. Many of my closest friends have seen my search as well.
I am finally at home.