Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
So, why do I believe in God? It's sometimes difficult to explain because it's all about feelings. I've never seen God but I know He's there because I feel His love for me through so many ways.
I believe in God because I've had so many answers to Prayer. I have already written one blog with a few examples of ways my prayers have been answered, but there are infinite more and I will have to blog about them soon, too. I believe in prayer!
I feel His love in so many ways. When I look into my children's eyes, see a beautiful sunset, look into the sky, count my many blessings, when I sincerely pray to Him. There have been hard times in my life when I have struggled to feel His love, but after sincerely pursuing it, I can always feel it again and it is the most precious thing to me. It causes me to feel such great joy. It makes me a better person. It gives me so much hope!
There have been 3 times in my life when I hit rock bottom. You probably know the feeling: crying, feeling empty inside, lonely, wondering how you can go on, no motivation. Well, there have been 3 times I can specifically remember going away from everyone, finding a spot to be alone and just sobbing and praying. All three times (years apart from each other) my sorrow would end in the same way - after crying a lot and feeling sorry for myself, I look up to behold the most spectacular sunset I've ever seen. And then I am washed over with God's love for me. It is so amazing! It is as if He knows how much I love sunsets (I used to drive up in the mountains in the evening just to watch the sunset), and He uses that as a tool to show love to me.
There have been many other simple ways He has shown His love to me during hard times.
I'll share a few.
1 - One time when I was feeling very discouraged while serving a mission in Brazil. My missionary companion and I were sitting on a bus in silence, and I was feeling quite sad for some reason that I can't remember now. Then, all of the sudden a little Brazilian girl stood up on her seat, turned around and smiled right at me. Somehow I knew that was God's way of saying, "I love you." He knows how much I love children.
2- Another time when I was in college, I was having a really bad day (again, I can't remember why). I went to McDonold's hoping that maybe an ice cream sundae would make me feel better. While I was standing in line a very old man came over to me and said, "You have the most beautiful smile". Somehow I felt that was also coming from God.
Posted by Mandy at 2:03 PM
Thursday, July 3, 2008
In our church we talk a lot about the Spirit. Well, what is the spirit? It is very hard to put into words because it is something that you feel, and feelings are often very hard to explain to someone who isn't having them. I also believe that everyone can feel the spirit in different ways. I have felt a warm flow through my entire body, I have felt tingles, I have simply felt calm and peaceful, but no matter what, for me it is always accompanied by a feeling a great joy and love from God.
The first time that I can remember feeling what i believe was the Spirit was when I was about seven years old. At that time my Dad was a leader over the youth at our church and he told them that if they could read The Book of Mormon all the way through, he would buy them a new set of scriptures that would contain the King James version of the Bible and The Book of Mormon together in one book. Well, though I was not an expert on reading yet, I wanted in on the action. I remember very clearly laying in the hallway with my little brother reading. I am sure that I did not comprehend what I was reading, but a feeling of great joy came over me that seemed to say , "This book is a true testament of Jesus Christ". I have since read that book many times and I feel quite certain that it is true. I believe that the Prophets that wrote in it were real people just like you and I trying to do their best to please God and testify of their Savior and yours Jesus Christ.
Although that time of feeling the Spirit stood out to me, I realize now that that was not the first time. Our home was centered around Christ and His spirit was there most of the time. I just didn't recognize it until I got older and went into other peoples homes and noticed it's absence. In our home there was peace, love, and joy. Please note that I put most of the time - We were a normal family and there was plenty fighting and teasing, too. But there was still great great love and to this day my brother's and sister's are my best friends.
Posted by Mandy at 2:51 PM
Why I am a Mormon - a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (not the polygamists :)
This blog is for anyone who wants to know what goes on in a Mormon's head. Why are we Mormon? Why do we serve in the church without pay? Why do young men and women choose to go out and serve full time missions for 1 1/2 to 2 years? Why do we say things like "I know this church is true". Why don't we watch certain movies, drink alcohol, smoke, or drink coffee? We must be crazy or brainwashed, right?
I must agree that from an outsiders point of view, it can appear that we are all being brainwashed or something. I was raised a mormon and don't really know what it's like not to be one, but if you are interested, I can tell you what it is like to be one, and hopefully try to prove that i haven't been brainwashed. My husband didn't join the mormon church until he was 20 years old, so I am pretty sure he wasn't brainwashed. Maybe later I can get him to share his story.
For now I would like to share different experiences and stories from my life that make me proud to be Mormon.
Posted by Mandy at 2:17 PM