This is the personal testimony of Margaret Slighte
In June 2020, in and amongst the shut-downs and strife, I began to feel a whisper from the Holy Spirit. I shared those feelings with my friend, Dennis. Dennis responded with a very distinct, "I don't have ANY MORE TIME!!" But that didn't stop the whispers I was hearing. In fact, not only did they... Continue Reading →
In utter and complete disbelief, my words were taken from me in front of the video call I was in the midst of, as I watched in shock as my beloved Triple splashed into my dog's water bowl.
For weeks I lamented about the lack of ability to take Sacrament as a single sister. I posted in a few Latter-day Saint groups on social media where others might commiserate. Then I deleted my posts, not wanting to sow discontentment.
In 2013, I was at my bottom. I had exploited my favorite drug to its finite but frustrating conclusion and I was left once again with nowhere to go. In spite of a nagging feeling I was doing something wrong, ... But, it fed my addiction.
Back in April, President Nelson blessed us before he finished the Conference with this Apostlic Blessing: "During this time of tension and uncertainty,and invoking the authority vested in me,I would like to confer upon you an apostolic blessing • I bless you with peace and increasing faith in the Lord. • I bless you with... Continue Reading →
Do you ever raise your voice without thinking about it, just to make a point? I did that last night, and I was left with my ear feeling bruised and wondering what I had done. The worst part? It was over something that didn't matter AT ALL!!!The spirit of contention is STRONG right now!! So,... Continue Reading →
In 2016 I was gifted with several personal revelations. I was told I would have clarity about romance in 2020. I was also told that I would meet "him."
I haven't been writing here for quite some time. I have been engaging in a wrestle with God. That wrestle was started a long time ago, yet I was unaware for most of it. I felt angry. I took that anger out on the most innocent people around me. These last few months, without church... Continue Reading →
It's been almost two years now, since I left New Hampshire in a van given to me by God and His angels, helping me to make it home to Olympia, Washington after The Car That Ran on Prayers was finally laid to rest in Manchester in late June 2017. I recently reflected on my Testimony... Continue Reading →
My Saturday nights used to be pretty eventful. Sometimes, in fact, back in the LBC (Life Before Church), Saturday nights went on so long, Sunday morning got involved. Sometimes, there was even breakfast. When my new friends in my new church explained that the only reason for breaking Sabbath was if the “oxen were in... Continue Reading →
