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.
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."
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 →
I remember the nervousness that overcame me not long after I felt the impression to seek out and listen to the Missionaries for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. They talk a lot about "being in the world, but not of the world," but all of my friends were "of the world," none... Continue Reading →
Testimony. What does it mean to have a Testimony of Jesus Christ? My own relationship with that word, not necessarily the feeling, began shortly after I knelt to pray and asked how to become closer to Jesus Christ on March 6, 2013. I was immediately impressed that I needed to be Baptized into The Church of... Continue Reading →
I LOVE to see the Temple. The Twin Falls Temple in Idaho was the site of my “wrong turn” at the very start of the softening of my heart. Where I stopped and “felt” the building radiate out into the street. April 20, 2013: I went on my first proxy Baptism trip to the Seattle... Continue Reading →
Below is my submission to Middle-Aged Mormon Man's International Hug-A-Convert Day Essay Contest. After I submitted this essay, I fell 10 feet backwards down an attic ladder, breaking my back. I am healing rapidly and will be back to blogging very soon! Last year when I commented on a post of Middle-Aged Mormon Man, he... Continue Reading →
In the past few months, from June to December 2013, I visited countless meetinghouses, three Stake Centers, and two Temples in two states. During that time, I was a member of no less than four different wards in two different Stakes. I attended church every single Sunday from the time I experienced my personal revelation... Continue Reading →
It began sooner than I anticipated: Last week, I invited my best friend to join a new church friend and myself to a mid-older singles event. It was just a little bbq behind a local meetinghouse, but it was where people first assumed I had been baptized by my best friend. They didn't know just... Continue Reading →
While I was pregnant with my first child, in 1983, at the Golden Gate National Cemetary, I first saw his name in stone: Slighte, George Ronald, b. 06/27/1915, d. 06/05/1949, PVT CANNON CO 128 INFTY 32 DIV WW II I had never seen his face, but he was my grandfather. My father was four years... Continue Reading →