My Faith / My Church

Just a short thought on my church which is a big part of my life. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Growing up, my dad was so excited over his new found religion. He tryed to get everyone in our home to listen. Most of the kids just called him a religious fanatic! I was young and wondered why was he so excited and felt bad that no one wanted to listen to him and some of my siblings showed disrespect towards him. I remember feeling bad for him but like many siblings you don't want to be left out and I was no different, wanting the approver of my older siblings. But I knew it was more than just words that my dad was speaking. I never forgot dad's excitement over the B.of M. but my siblings never embraced it. Today Frankie , Donna and I are the only one's who attend the church. I felt just as my dad did all those yrs. ago when I finally picked up the book one day to read it and find out for myself what all the excitement was about that my dad had had. I read and read and couldn't put it down. Day after day I read . Now I knew why my dad had been so excited and yes when I finally closed the book, I knew it was TRUE, and just as my dad had gotten excited , I also was excited and on fire with my new found truth! Seriously, I wanted the whole world to know! I was a great missionary back then. That was many many yrs. ago and something was added to my life that day and I would never be the same again!! mama