Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Today marks the thirtieth anniversary of the day I was baptized into The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I’d graduated from high school earlier in the year, 1982, and my parents graciously allowed me to make whatever adult decision I felt was important to my life. I hadn’t grown up with any particular religion, creed or dogma although I was richly blessed with friends who invited me to their churches throughout my school years. After looking into several religions, I decided to look more closely at the “Mormons” more out of curiosity than anything else.
I’d heard so many rumors and wanted to discover the truth for myself. I was pleased to find that this religion was: A. Not a cult B. Answered all the questions I had and C. Most of all Jesus, the son of God, my Savior is at the head of the Church.
Detractors may want to twist the truth and put a spin on the history of the Church or skew what we believe versus the styles of modern reasoning, but for me, this is where I want to be. I admit, I’m not perfect. No human being is. That’s why we have repentance and forgiveness. This is why Jesus is our Redeemer. We are here to serve one another with love, politely and kindly. Jesus Christ wants us to “feed His sheep”. If any people ask me what the Church is all about, I’m happy to tell them and I do not expect to convert them. That’s between each individual and the Holy Spirit. I am proud to tell everyone that I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
It’s been a wonderful, blessed thirty years. I’m so happy to share the news with you!