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.
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