This is the personal testimony of Margaret Slighte, a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
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 →
Apparently last week was "International Siblings Day" Facebook. After looking it up on Wikipedia, I discovered that it wasn't invented by Facebook, and I felt bad that I had missed the opportunity to tell the world about my amazing relationship with my brother. My one and only sibling. The Book of Mormon works in mysterious... 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 →
To those who have felt His Healing touch; To those who know we've been Given much. To those who have glimpsed His kind face, and those who have stepped away from the 'race: Keep biking, Keep walking, Keep soldiering on; Keep learning, keep loving, keep singing His songs. One day in His Glory, Will drop... Continue Reading →
OR "Those Tender Kind Souls Who Would Have LIKED Preached His Gospel to Me and Those I Finally Listened To" I have rarely admitted to anyone the long road it has taken me to get to a point where I invited missionaries into a house in which I resided. In fact, I don't believe I... Continue Reading →
I am a survivor. I didn't realize the extent of the abuse that I had survived, until repressed memories surfaced three years ago. Even before then, I knew that "Father's Day" never conjured up the happiness in me that it seemed it ought to have. I have experienced years of psychotherapy for the abuse I... Continue Reading →
