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The Bow in the Sky Shall Disappear

As a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I believe it’s true that one day, Jesus Christ will return to the Earth, and every knee shall bend and head will bow and tongue confess, that he is The Christ.

Many days I wonder how soon The Lord’s Return will be. I don’t feel ready. I feel I have such a long ways to go. I hope and pray I will have peace on that day that I will be able to see him face to face and that I won’t shrink before Him.

I hope and pray that I might not shrink before my friends or family members, that I might be able to boldly testify of the truths I’ve come learn for myself. Jesus is The Christ. He loves all of his children infinitely. He is full of light and truth, and he is the way, the only way to have true peace and joy in this life.

It starts with telling the truth. First, to yourself. Be honest. Be kind. Be forgiving. Be loving and keep going. Keep changing. Keep believing. I hope I’ve changed. I hope that when I see old friends, they’ll see the change.

The desire to change came gradually. It began with acknowledging my wrongs, my deceitfulness, and my true desires. It was like I was asleep. Asleep to truth. When I took small quiet moments to reflect and to write, I could see that deep down something inside of me felt empty. I was always attempting to feel the void, the hurt, and the pain with insatiable appetites. Addicted. Addicted to pain. To hurt. To substances. To relationships. It was a cyclic hell, and I never want to return again! If you’re reading this, I hope you can have courage to let go, forgive, tell the truth, and follow Jesus Christ. One mistake that’s easy to make, is to judge others and assume their lives are perfect. When you go to church and see their faces, they’re hurting too. When you get a calling, accept it. Don’t murmur and don’t complain.

These are all common tricks of the adversary, I’ve experienced them all. I can’t think of depths I have not been mentally that perhaps you’ve traveled too. It’s dark. It’s lonely. It’s bitter. And it’s all a ploy from the author of lies. That same being who put it into the heart of Cain to slay his brother. Hatred is not from God. Anger, contention, and lust are not from God. When you feel the anger, the bitterness, or the judgement begin, turn to Jesus Christ. It his place to judge! Not yours! Someone may be rude and unkind at church. Forgive them, seventy time seven. I will always remember the day, a person apologized for something they said about me when they thought I wasn’t around. I felt hurt for a long time. I never asked what was said, but why focus on the mote in your brothers eye, when you have a beam extending from your own? I am imperfect. We are all imperfect people! This is why we have The Savior. He is the way! The only way we can change, forgive, and learn to love others and God, as we are commanded to do. God does not say be kind to the person’s face then turn around and speak ill behind their back. He asks us to love, truly love, our fellow men.

People preach “love is love” and what does that mean? Love, pure love, is infinite and eternal. It does not lust after idols and influencers. It does not lust after highschool flames or college flings! Love, true love, is pure, genuine, sincere, and honest. Can you say, with all honesty that you trust yourself or your partner to be alone with another person? I’ll tell you right now I love my spouse and respect my spouse, so we made the rule that we’re never alone with another person! For me, female or male. Yes I’m human, and some may say do whatever feels natural. Well, the natural man is an enemy to God! I love my spouse, and I never want to put myself in a situation where I’m tempted to cheat!

Recently, I’ve felt not to be alone with other couples, outside of family, and I’m going to listen! There have been too many times where I didn’t listen to the promptings to know that I am not taking any more chances. Learn from my mistakes. Follow the spirit. Follow your conscience. Follow your heart, not your lustful burning desires, but your deepest purest desires! Not carnal. Not sensual. Pure desires that bring light and truth.

If you don’t know where to start, pray. You can listen to people all day tell you what you should or shouldn’t do, but you have got to decide for yourself who you are and who you want to become. No one can define that but you. If you really want to know the truth, pay attention to patterns in your life. I promise you that if you do, you’ll notice there’s always opposition. There’s always a choice between something of a lesser and something of a better. Sometimes it’s between what’s good, better, and best, and I implore you, I beg you, I plead for you to choose what’s best at least 10 times in a row. See where it takes you. If you can’t do 10, start with once and go from there. Make goals. Ask yourself where this choice will lead you. Is it really where you want to go? Is it where you want your future? Stop letting your past dictate your present and your future. I’ve done it for decades, and please, learn from my mistakes!

Finally, pay attention to people who are happy. People who are different. No not the fake visaud of happiness. People who are truly genuinely happy in a different way. They exist. I promise. Just watch. And when you find one, talk to them. Ask them questions, and let them ask you questions.

Have an open heart and an open mind. I promise if you truly desire to know the truth of all things, pray and ask for guidance and direction. Heavenly Father hears and answers prayers. Ask in the name of Jesus Christ, and he will hear you and he will answer you, I promise. This is coming from a former agnostic, a person who could have cared less about whether or not there was a God 8 years ago. The moment I decided to let The Light of Jesus Christ into my life, I have had experiences and opportunities that have richly blessed my life. No, it’s not easy. It’s hard. Why do you think so many have walked away? I was one of them, for a time. Because I wanted what I wanted when I wanted it, and The Lord has rules. It was easy to say, “Nah, no thanks, I don’t want to have to answer to someone for my actions. I’m my own master, and I’ll decided for myself who I am and where I’m going. There is no Fate or divine destiny.” And guess what! That’s a partial truth the adversary loves to tell. You know why? Because it’s true, you get to decide! But YOU DO NOT DECIDE THE CONSEQUENCES.

And just when things seemed like one calamity after another, I came across this quote,

“The inhabitants of the earth are asleep: they know not the day of their visitation. The Lord hath set the bow in the cloud for a sign that while it shall be seen, seed time and harvest, summer and winter shall not fail; but when it shall disappear, woe to that generation, for behold the end cometh quickly.” (D.H.C., Vol. V, p 402).

I hope and pray I’ll be ready. Whether in my life or the next life, I know I will see the Lord again face-to-face, and I hope I can look back on my mortal journey with fondness and gratitude for having had the experience.

Jesus Christ, our Lord and Redeemer, is coming. Find the truth for yourself, and do it quickly. “Time is running out.” (President Russell M. Nelson of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints). In the name of Jesus Christ amen.

Why Families?



Why is the adversary targeting the family?



Family Proclamation to the World_3

Family Proclamation to the World_4

How does the adversary target the family?


President Dieter F. Uchtdorf teaches, “Part of the reason for poor judgment comes from the tendency… to blur the line between belief and truth. We too often confuse belief with truth, thinking that because something makes sense or is convenient, it must be true. Conversely, we sometimes don’t believe truth or reject it—because it would require us to change or admit that we were wrong…When the opinions or ‘truths’ of others contradict our own, instead of considering the possibility that there could be information that might be helpful and augment or complement what we know, we often jump to conclusions or make assumptions that the other person is misinformed, mentally challenged, or even intentionally trying to deceive (What is Truth?).

What are the truths of the family?


Sister Julie B. Beck explained the doctrine of the family in her address, Teaching the Doctrine of the Family

“In The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, we have a theology of the family that is based on the Creation, the Fall, and the Atonement. The Creation of the earth provided a place where families could live. God created a man and a woman who were the two essential halves of a family. It was part of Heavenly Father’s plan that Adam and Eve be sealed and form an eternal family.

The Fall provided a way for the family to grow. Adam and Eve were family leaders who chose to have a mortal experience. The Fall made it possible for them to have sons and daughters.

The Atonement allows for the family to be sealed together eternally. It allows for families to have eternal growth and perfection. The plan of happiness, also called the plan of salvation, was a plan created for families. The rising generation need to understand that the main pillars of our theology are centered in the family”


Truths of the Family outlined in the Scriptures


Elder D. Todd Christofferson reminds us that “Prophets have revealed that we first existed as intelligences and that we were given form, or spirit bodies, by God, thus becoming His spirit children—sons and daughters of heavenly parents.3 There came a time in this premortal existence of spirits when, in furtherance of His desire that we “could have a privilege to advance like himself,”4 our Heavenly Father prepared an enabling plan. In the scriptures it is given various names, including “the plan of salvation,”5 “the great plan of happiness,”6 and “the plan of redemption.”7 The two principal purposes of the plan were explained to Abraham in these words:

“And there stood one among them that was like unto God, and he said unto those who were with him: We will go down, for there is space there, and we will take of these materials, and we will make an earth whereon these [spirits] may dwell;

“And we will prove them herewith, to see if they will do all things whatsoever the Lord their God shall command them;

“And they who keep their first estate shall be added upon; … and they who keep their second estate shall have glory added upon their heads for ever and ever.”(Christofferson, 2015)

President Hinckley believed “it should be the blessing of every child to be born into a home where that child is welcomed, nurtured, loved, and blessed with parents, a father and a mother, who live with loyalty to one another and to their children. I am sure that none of you younger women want less than this. Stand strong against the wiles of the world. The creators of our entertainment, the purveyors of much of our literature, would have you believe otherwise. The accumulated wisdom of centuries declares with clarity and certainty that the greater happiness, the greater security, the greater peace of mind, the deeper reservoirs of love are experienced only by those who walk according to time-tested standards of virtue before marriage and total fidelity within marriage” (Hinckley, 1995).



The family is ordained of God, and the world was created for families. We learn these truths from both ancient and modern day prophets. The spirit of the Lord will testify of these truths as we diligently seek to know the truth for ourselves (2 Nephi 31:18; Moroni 10:5; John 14:26; 2 Nephi 32:5; Enos 1:3; See 1 Corinthians 12:1–12Moroni 10:8–18D&C 46:11–33; Moroni 8:26; Moses 6:64–66; see Mosiah 4:1–35:1–6).



Hinckley, G.B. (1995, November). Stand Strong against the Wiles of the World. Ensign, 25, p.102). Retrieved from

Christofferson, D.T. (2015, May). Why Marriage, Why Family. Ensign. Retrieved from


See Also

Cleansing the Inner Vessel (Links to an external site.) by Boyd K. Packer, President of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles.

Defenders of the Family Proclamation (Links to an external site.) by Sister Bonnie L. Oscarson, Young Women General President.

Teaching the Doctrine of the Family (Links to an external site.) by Sister Julie B. Beck, Relief Society General President 2007–2012.

Why Marriage, Why Family (Links to an external site.) by Elder D. Todd Christofferson  of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles.







  1. The Book of Mormon is the keystone of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

  2. The Book of Mormon contains truths, that if followed, will bring any person closer to Jesus Christ

  3. The Book of Mormon is another testament of Jesus Christ

The Book of Mormon is the keystone of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

First, What is a keystone? According to one definition, a keystone is a “central stone at the summit of an arch, locking the whole together.” If this is the case, the Book of Mormon is vital to understanding the life and teachings of Jesus Christ as taught by members of his restored Church.

In 1986, Ezra Taft Benson, former president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, compared the Book of Mormon to being the keystone of our faith. He declared,

[T]he Book of Mormon is the keystone of our religion—the keystone of our testimony, the keystone of our doctrine, and the keystone in the witness of our Lord and Savior.

(“The Book of Mormon-Keystone of our religion.”

Yes, we have the bible (see article faith 8), but the Book of Mormon testifies of Jesus Christ in a way that I cannot describe. It helped me understand the healing power that comes from Jesus Christ’s atoning sacrifice, and it brought a greater desire in my life to strive to become better.

The Book of Mormon contains truths, that if followed, will bring any person closer to Jesus Christ

Joseph Smith also taught the Book of Mormon is the keystone of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and that it is “the most correct of any book on earth…and a man would get nearer to God by abiding by its precepts, than by any other book.” History of the Church, 4:461; from instructions given by Joseph Smith on Nov. 28, 1841, in Nauvoo, Illinois; reported by Wilford Woodruff).

The Book of Mormon is another testament of Jesus Christ

The Book of Mormon tesifies Jesus Christ throughout its pages. It mentions the Savior an average of nearly every two verses of scripture and has over 3900 references to him total.

Reading the Book of Mormon has changed my life. I have changed many harmful patterns in my life, including alcoholism. I have found peace, and I know if you are struggling, feel alone or abandoned, I promise you that if you read the Book of Mormon with an open heart and mind, you will find truth, and you will find a way to change your life for the best.

All my love


Further Reading

1 Nephi 6:4; 13:40; 2 Nephi 11:2–3; 25:17–18; 33:1–2, 4–5, 10–11; Jacob 1:7–8; Alma 33:22–23; Mormon 1:15; 3:20–22; Ether 12:38–39, 41.

“The Book of Mormon—Keystone of Our Religion,” chapter 9 in Teachings of Presidents of the Church: Ezra Taft Benson (2014), 125–35.


Teachings and Doctrine of the Book of Mormon Student Readings

Teachings and Doctrine of the Book of Mormon Teacher Manual

Do Miracles Still Exist?

Growing up, my mom would often say, “There’s no such thing as luck, There’s no such thing as coincidence,” and my dad would remind us that, “This life is a test.” I didn’t believe it was true, but sometimes I wondered. The image that first comes to mind my mind is a memory from when I was age 24. It was dark and very late, as I rode the bus home that night, exhausted from a long day of work and school. The fluorescent lights glared down, as I leaned against the window and stared at my reflection through the darkened glass. I was filled with a feeling of complete emptiness and loneliness, but for some reason, I began wondering about those phrases I thought were ridiculous. “Are there coincidences or not?” “Is this life really was a test?” “Is there really a God?”

I grew up in a home that taught the true doctrine of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, and my mom sang songs to me when I was 4 years old about being a “Child of God,” and “Yes, I know Heav’nly Father Loves me” (Children’s songbook p. 2; 228). In this memory, I’m in my second home, it’s dark, and I can’t see anything. My mom is holding me and singing these two primary songs. In my second home as a child, I lived there until I was about age four.  I remember after moving, my mom through me a party for my 5th birthday and invited all the neighbor kids I didn’t know, but that’s how my mom was. Even when I turned 16 she somehow got a hold of all my friends and neighbor friends and they all came to surprise me. That is part of the gospel of the Savior. I was living how I shouldn’t, and my mom did everything she could to show she loved me.

I hadn’t lived the true gospel of Jesus Christ since childhood. When I was younger, I would sneak into my mom’s room to make her bed or spend 2 hours doing dishes and hide when she came home. I’m not bragging to say “what a wonderful child was”, I’m only painting a picture of what the gospel did for me, even as a child. I wanted to show my mom love the best way I knew how, and my mom showed me that when you love someone, you serve them. As I grew older something changed.

Through my adolescent years, I wasn’t kind, and I didn’t love anyone but myself; In short, I broke nearly every commandment before middle school, and only continued that lifestyle through the majority of high school and college. Most of my friends didn’t go to church, and if they did, it was for their parents. So, I refused to go to church because it contradicted who I was (which, if you study the doctrine on this, we’re all children of God, and “refusing to go to church” because I felt like I didn’t belong is either the natural man at work or one of the adversary’s tools).  If I was going to party then I most certainly wasn’t going to church on Sunday unlike many people I knew from school. Eventually I graduated high school,  and I noticed the majority of my friends no longer went to church.

My church activity somewhat changed after a trip to a local correctional facility for underage drinking. I remember sitting in the cell singing, “Heavenly Father are you really there?” (Children’s Songbook p.12). I felt pathetic. Despite the warm summer night, the cell I was in was freezing, and I had goosebumps up and down my arms. It was a long night. I remember for breakfast they brought me boiled eggs, and possibly pancakes with syrup. All I ate were the eggs because I believed pancakes and syrup would make me fat (I had also been battling multiple eating disorders for several years). I was released sometime around 10am that morning. I spent less than 12 hours in the cell, and I never wanted to go back there again. All I remember, was my dad and uncle walking down a long hallway toward me as I walked toward them, and my dad embracing me.

I had to pay a hefty fine and was court-ordered to go through some kind of program. I went through the Addiction Recovery Program (ARP) at the age of 18, began seeing a psychologist, and tried going back to church. I remember wanting to change and going to church because I wanted to, not because someone was making me. But I remember the singles ward being a very uncomfortable experience. I felt surrounded by creeps. My first Sunday there, around winter 2009, I was wearing boots and some bald guy sat in front of me and began petting the boots I was wearing, commenting how soft they were while staring at me. Thankfully I was with my cousin, and we laugh about it to this day, but as an 18 year old, I was terrified. Regardless of my countless interesting experiences, I continued going to the singles ward.

After reconnecting with a another girl from high school at the singles ward, we began talking about moving out together, it was spring 2010. By the end of summer we moved out. We were going to church, and I was still trying to learn who I was. As I tried to return to church, it seemed more and more of my friends were leaving the church. Some described their first intimate moments with their boyfriends, their first time smoking weed, or the roommate drama they were experiencing. I had three wonderful roommates, but what I didn’t realize is one of them had a drank often and tried to hide it. We all went to church together, but I began seeing that same pattern in my student ward where the same people who were partying on the weekend were the ones going to church on Sunday. “Sunday Mormons” is what they were called or “Jack Mormons” at the time (I strongly dislike the latter term).

I think I lasted about 9 months without drinking. I didn’t realize I was still vulnerable to it, but I was mad… about something. I can’t even remember what it was. Perhaps it was the incident of me kneeling in the living room of my apartment, vocally praying for God’s help to make me a size “0,” but then a response along the lines of, “What if that’s not what I want for you,” came to my mind. I remember being enraged. I wanted desperately to model and be beautiful, so I thought, “Fine.”I’ll show you. If you’re not going to help me, I’ll do it on my own.” So I did. I was 20 years old. I was sick with an eating disorder. I had been suffering for over 7 years at that point. Sometimes I’d stay up until 3am binging and purging, or I’d wake up at 3am to go exercise in our gym. I remember protesting to the managers to keep the gym open 24 hrs (you could only get in if you had a FOB key between certain hours). Eventually, there must have been enough requests, because by the time I was experiencing a full fledged eating disorder, I was there every morning, religiously working out before I had work at 4:30am. I did the HCG diet and was consuming 500 calories or less per day. I was taking diet pills and doing everything I thought was right to be thin. I began listening to the same EDM again whenever I worked out. I began remembering old habits and soon was desiring old habits but I didn’t recognize what was happening. This mental battle that has existed for as long as I can remember.


I went out with someone from work, who I wasn’t even interested in. The only thing I liked was that his family did family history work. I knew he smoked weed, and I thought I knew where I was going, but without sleep, and without food, I was in no place to make decisions about dating.

My roommate and I met someone older who would buy us liquor, and once I started drinking again, I went to church less and less. I began seeing the person I went out with from work, the one I didn’t like because of his lifestyle. We dated off and on for over 5 years, and at one point we were living together. That may seem to have escalated quickly, but I can tell you, I didn’t become Alma the younger and the sons of Mosiah (before their conversion) overnight (see Mosiah 27: 8-10).  I didn’t suddenly try to convince members of the Church, to reject their doctrines and beliefs, including members of my own family. It was gradual, and it started when I young, perhaps elementary school.  My complete 180 may have started in 2nd grade, and ended when I was 21.

What happened in 2nd grade? What didn’t happen in 2nd grade? That was the year other students would tell me awful stories about my teacher like putting glue in a kids eyeball. Aside from teacher horror stories, everyone played kissing tag, and didn’t everyone get married? Everyone except me. Maybe the kissing and “getting married” didn’t bother me as much, but I’d have thoughts like, “Why does Jake want to marry Stacia and not me?” I remember sometimes having this lonely feeling, that was similar to sadness, but different. Looking back, I wonder if these feelings may have been a result of consistently comparing myself to others.

By fourth grade I remember the sadness being somewhat tangible, heavy, and overbearing (though I wouldn’t have had the words to describe it as such). I just remember feeling like my entire body was filled with sadness, like I was in physical pain. I cried and I remember praying one night, begging Heavenly Father to take me away. What was so awful in fourth grade? What changed? I had many friends and we were all “popular” together, but then fourth grade hit. A new girl moved in, and the boy I liked, liked the new girl. I guess I had to find a new “muse” which seems so odd at such a young age, but my best friend and I decided we were going to like these two brothers, and she was going to like one and I was going to like the other.  Fourth grade was when Sam moved in. He was different, so everyone talked about him. I remember walking in from recess, and Sam was holding a chair up to his throat, threatening to kill himself. I don’t know if I understood suicide, but I wanted to be his friend.

5th grade came, and Sam moved away. More new kids moved in and things got worse. Students would tell me the teacher gossiped about me when I was gone. The one boy I liked, liked another girl, and my friends started leaving me out. I remember feeling like there was something wrong with me because it seemed that all of the boys liked all the other girls. Was I that ugly? I would get picked last in soccer often, and I just felt like an outcast. Sometimes I wonder if my insecurities stemmed from my exposure to pornography around 2nd grade and my inability to communicate what was going on inside my mind.

I didn’t tell anyone about it until many years later. To this day the images are still etched in my mind, and I remember the experience well. I was with my friends little sister, Jenna (name changed), and we came across a stack of magazines in their old shed. It was likely left there from the previous owners. We began flipping through it, out of curiosity. She was the one who stopped, but I wanted to keep looking. Eventually I went home and Jenna may have told her mom, and her mom may have told my mom, but  all I remember was my mom walking in my bedroom, saying she talked to Jenna’s mom, and my mom may have asked if I wanted to talk about it, but we didn’t talk. I just remember silently sitting in the corner of my room, playing with my toy ponies. But afterward,  I became obsessed with intimacy. I remember feeling different, like I had a big ugly secret I couldn’t talk about. I remember my friendships deteriorating, and I was being left out more and more at recess. I felt like I was alone.


I would watch movies like Princess Diaries, Miss congeniality, She’s All That, and soon, I became enthralled with how beautiful these girls looked after they had a makeover. There was an episode of Boy Meets World where Topanga gets a makeover, and the transformation was stunning. I had this idea in my head that if I looked beautiful, I would be happy because these girls seemed to be missing something, but everything came together once they were “updated.” I watched The Swan and Dr. 90210 because the women all looked happier and more beautiful after their transformations. In 6th grade I started connecting what you ate to your level of popularity. If you bought ice cream from the student store or candy or chips from the vending machine, you were cool. By 8th grade, I learned that the popular girls ate celery at lunch, or didn’t eat lunch at all. If they ate anything it was from the student store or the vending machine, not the cafeteria. After purchasing your food, you’d hang out in the “commons.” All the cool kids would sit and stare at everyone that walk past and laugh, joke, or sometimes make fun of others. They all looked happy and I just wanted to be happy. I thought that being popular and accepted by my peers would undoubtedly bring me happiness.


I did my first makeover during 6th grade (new clothes, new wardrobe, new hair (my best friend gave me highlights). I felt happy, but it was short-lived elation. As time progressed, I was exposed to anorexia, and something inside of me wanted apart of it. About 8th grade I saw this movie about girls who were getting all this attention from the guys. They snuck out, did drugs and drank alcohol. They obtained an array of piercings over their face, ears, and body, and they looked happy. I remember watching the thirteen year old girl do self-harm, but somehow all of the happiness outweighed those little moments of agony; I still wanted that lifestyle.

I started my first diet in 7th grade with a friend. I don’t recall eating breakfast or lunch. I’d come home and have a few Totino’s pizza rolls for a snack and maybe a Chimichanga for dinner. I  remember at one point bragging that all I had eaten for the day was an orange when I was a sophmore in high school. I showed my best friend Ally (name changed) and her sister Kirsten (name changed) how flat my stomach looked, and they both reacted with astonishment and praise.

I cycled through anorexia and bulimia throughout junior high and high school. I’d have a slim fast shake for lunch and a salad when I got home. I had no idea what I was doing to my body. I just thought if I stopped eating, I’d be thin. I didn’t know my metabolism would slow down, I didn’t know my beautiful hair would turn to toddler wisps, I didn’t think I’d grow cilia all over my body and turn into a wilder-beast. I didn’t anticipate long nights of no sleep, or the mental havoc I would experience later, I had no idea how this was affecting my body, mind, and spirit. For over 13 years I filled my mind with thoughts of how disgusting my body was, and that I must be skinny an pretty.

I chose to surround myself with people who constantly bad talked their body. Whether media, friends or family. Some of my loved ones would make remarks about women in the family who needed to lose weight. One family member made the comment, “nobody wants a fat wife” as we were about to go on a hike. I was about 13 years old. Another family member would say, “she’s as big a a house” if we saw someone who was obese. I vaguely have a memory of seeing a construction worker, pointing to him, laughing and saying, “look at that fatso!” My mom snapped back a quick scolding and taught me that we never  point and we never talk about anyone in that way. I was about 5 years old.


Do you know what anorexia does to your brain? Did you know Depression and anorexia are correlated? I was starving, cutting, drinking, and spinning out of control. Did I just need food and sleep, or was there something else going on? After 13 years, it wasn’t just food, it was many things. It was relationships, it was hobbies, it was sleep, but it was especially my relationship with Jesus Christ.

I can assure you, that from my experience, the 180 flip doesn’t happen overnight. These kinds of changes may be rooted in childhood or adolescent trauma. It may have been abuse, mistreatment, a broken home, the culture, the environment and choices made.  I never once asked for, “help.” I never once asked an adult, “why?” I always turned inward. I always turned toward my peers, never my family, and I rarely turned to my Heavenly Father. I still struggle immensely, but I have learned that we are not meant to suffer alone. We are here to bear one another’s burdens, experience pain, trial, and affliction, so we can learn to turn to Christ and help others along the way. I know miracles still exist today, and I know the Atonement of Jesus Christ is real. If these doctrines weren’t true, I wouldn’t be here today. There are no coincidences. If it wasn’t for the love of the Savior, the gift of the Holy Ghost, my family, and true friends, I wouldn’t have remembered who I was. I know I am a child of God. I have an Eternal Father who loves me. I know family is central to to the great plan of happiness. I know this life is test, to see if we will do all things God commands us, and I know that if we follow Jesus Christ, we will have everlasting happiness.



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Test Moroni’s Promise.

And when ye shall receive these things, I would exhort you that ye would ask God, the Eternal Father, in the name of Christ, if these things are not true; and if ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, by the power of the Holy Ghost.

I add my testimony to the truth of this principle. I promise if you pray, with a sincere heart, asking in faith, Heavenly Father will bless you in the most beautiful unimaginable way. Write down what comes to your heart, this is the spirit. It will be hard to make changes, I know you may lose friends and relationships, but you will progress and experience complete joy, peace and happiness. I know of no fuller joy or peace than from the true gospel of Jesus Christ.

See Also

“James 1:5-6,” Liahona, January 2017. Retrieved from

“Moroni’s Promise,” Ensign, Apr. 1994, 12. Retrieved from

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