November 4th 1978 was a wonderful day for me.
I was just shy of my 17th birthday.
I wore white that day
as I walked down a few steps
to meet my missionary, Elder Brooks
in the warm-water filled font.
I was baptized into
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
Because I'd accepted the invitation to learn more about it
from my sweet friends,
Vicki and Becky,
I'd studied what the missionaries told me study,
and prayed to know if what they were teaching me
was
True.
I got my answer.
That was 32 years ago.
Thirty-two!!
Man, that was a long time ago.
I've learned so much in those years...
how to serve others,
how to be a better person,
mother,
wife and friend,
and mostly,
how real is God's love for His children.
And
how true the scriptures are!
When we read about
"The One Lost Sheep" in Luke--
I've been that one lost sheep.
My Savior did come and find me
and bring me back to the fold.
Words fail to describe the depth of my love
for Jesus Christ.
He is my truest, dearest Friend.
Much Love to Vicki and Becky,
Elders' Brooks and LaVallee!
If you've been baptized,
what about your special day, do you recall?
What a wonderful anniversary for you! And for your family, too.
ReplyDeleteI remember being baptized as if it were yesterday. I was eight years old, and I recall thinking that the adults were treating me like a child and being somewhat offended by that. I knew the value and immensity of the covenants I was making through baptism, and I felt like I was making them with the determination and understanding of someone much older. I thought to myself, They don't know who I am. They think I'm a little kid.
It makes me smile now, but perhaps in that moment, I was older than my years.
=)
Congratulations! It is always so beautiful to read about someone's discovery of their true path.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh. I was also baptized in 1978 - I was a month shy of 14. I just have to echo all that you said you have learned since becoming a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I have wondered from time to time where my life would be, what kind of family I would have if I never joined this church. On thing I know for sure - it would be very different.
ReplyDeleteWhat a blessing!
I was 19, and it was 27 years ago. In many ways it was like yesterday. My parents were so supportive- sitting on the front row. "Walk Tall, You're a Daughter of God" was sung. I remember the striped dress I wore. I remember knowing my entire life would take a new turn.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! you are amazing! Isn't it amazing what a leap of faith can accomplish for us?
ReplyDeleteI've always had such a testimony of the importance of each one of us, none of us are ever lost to our Heavenly Father. It's so comforting that he knows where we are at all times, even when we don't know where we are :) Thanks for sharing your experience.
ReplyDeleteKristin
I'm not a Mormon, but I was baptized -- as an infant so I recall nothing! I do remember very fondly my own children's baptisms. How they each wore the 100+ year old gown that's been passed down through my grandfather's family. How overwhelming and joyful the day was, with its responsibilities for me as a parent agreeing to shepherd their little souls. How blessed I felt to have so many family and friends surrounding and supporting us.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations to you. Wishing you 32 more years of blessings.