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My path to the gospel

 

Today I have been mjesusonmountainedlem Church of Jesus Christ of SDH in 20 years! The March 26 1995 was the day I was baptized! Just thought I might be a little simply could share with you my story; I was born in 1978 of young parents (also has an older sister was born in 1975). Our parents divorced 1982 and I had to grow up with my father. I had a good time there and was the mother two weekends a month. Both my parents remarried and we got a lot more siblings. 1985 came my mother's husband (A) in contact with a man who told me he was a Mormon (R). A home invited this man to hang out, an interest arose from his faith with my mother especially. Additional members of his congregation visited us, and finally the missionaries. In December 1985 was my mother baptized, then it is never with her was no doubt that this must be the truth. As for me, it took a few more years. I had thus come to church almost every Sunday. I do not really remember what I thought at the time. It just doing what they see their parents do and do not think much of it. When I was a teenager, I began to get more volunteer activities in the church, even when I was with my father. I can remember that I felt a warmth and a community that I do not know anyone else. It felt great to be there. But I lived a different life also that I had no direct view of giving up. My friends and I saw a crude language and partied happy times with alcohol and cigarettes, even at 13, 14, 15 age They then I continued going to church, and in January 1995 would be a Bolliad in Borlänge (where I lived and still live). My friends in the church wanted me to come along and I thought it was okay just because it was at home so I could go home and sleep. So I was anyway on the days there and during testimony meeting last day I experienced any as I had never been through; my heart was beating so fast and my tears just rolled down my cheeks because of the absolutely fantastic feeling that met all of me, I could not stop crying the whole day and my heart cried out that I have to baptize me, this is true. I sought no because I thought I had it good as I was, but after this experience I simply could not go on without making a change. I felt in my heart that this gospel as these people testified, was true. I needed to baptize me! So two and a half months later, where I was baptized. My father would have liked me to wait until I was of age but my mother and I received help from above to persuade him. Both of my parents, my bonusmor, my grandmother and all my siblings was on my baptism. One of my brothers who have never been to church earlier was strongly influenced by the spirit and later asked his mother why he was crying at the baptism! She could not answer that but I said it was the Holy Spirit who testified for him that what I did was right .It was an amazing day of my life. Being able to feel completely clean and happy! I have since received many testimonies that God, our Heavenly Father lives and that Jesus Christ is his restored kingdom here on earth. I have during these years 20 not doubted the gospel once! My testimony has certainly been less burning in me because I might not be a prayer or reading the scriptures as I should, or because they erred. Entrusted all those amazing feelings that spirit can give us this is still a belief, that is why we are here on earth to Believe! Faith is something we choose and I choose to believe in it every day because it's so amazing and it feels so true! As if everything and fall into place. Jesus says in the Bible to his apostles; oxå will you leave me? Then answered Simon Peter; Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life !. It's so I can feel; To whom shall I go ?.
No, now that's enough for now. Thanks to everyone who read the hope it can somehow have strengthened your testimony !?

It is important to examine their sources ....

Today I read about the problems researchers contend with working with Joseph Smith Papers. Joseph Smith is well documented. He had printers who wrote down everything he said and did. The problem of course is that the printers may have misheard, misunderstood, and that those who read what has been written has not managed to decipher some printer's handwriting. An example in the article that was raised was that a printer had drawn down to Emma Smith had [given] a child (child) and that Joseph Smith went away the following day. Little wonder, perhaps, until that concludes that no child is said to have been born at this time, but it was a cold (chill) that Emma had.

Deseret News. 150312.The good, the bad and the illegible: Deciphering handwriting of the early LDS Church scribes

Prince Ata, the second son of the King of Tonga and fourth in line to the throne has finally been baptized

Prince Ata viewing the October 2014 General Conference with missionaries.
Prince Ata viewing the October 2014 General Conference with missionaries.

There was a lot of controversy when the Prince Ata Tonga showed interest in the Mormon Church. The king learned of his second son decided to be baptized, and when he sent his soldiers first to stop the baptism, but the prince sent the soldiers.

The king was not content with this, but sent the Prime Minister of Tonga to bring an end to the spectacle and negotiate with the prince. The baptism was postponed for a while and the prince continued to go to church.

But now, finally, Prince Ata been baptized in a church in Hawaii in March. We must hope that the king did not make him arvslös and everything else that he threatened. It's not easy when you have errant parents who do not like the religion chosen. This occurs more often than you think.

http://lds.net/blog/hasten/tongan-prince-baptized-mormon-church-fathers-wishes/#.VQGkJeGwHZg

http://www.nzkanivapacific.co.nz/2015/03/prince-ata-baptised-in-mormon-church-despite-kings-repeated-requests-to-postpone-ceremony/#.VQGp4-GwHZj

http://mormonlady.com/2014/11/03/kungen-av-tonga-skickar-premiarministern-for-att-stoppa-sonen-fran-att-dopas/

Shame

shame

When I was growing up, I often felt shame. My mother was mentally ill and there was nothing you at all talking about. I carefully avoided anything that could reveal my mother's illness. It was an upbringing in shame and denial. I also felt a great debt. It felt somehow as if everything was my fault and that it was my responsibility to set things right.

In school, it could whispers of alcoholism. "Stina moved away from home. She could not stand their parents. Her father drank. "I remember that I felt envious of people who Stina. It had been so easy to just say that your parents drank. But no. Mental illness in itself was talk never about. Yes, of course. I actually had a classmate in high school, Frederick was his name. He told me that his parents were divorced because his mother was mentally ill. Only now in high school, he had been told that he not only had a sister, but two other siblings that no one had told me about. Frederick's father had not been able to take care of four children, but the two youngest, he had left off and never told any of Fredrik and his older sister. I felt terribly sorry for Frederick and also felt an affinity. It was not the only one in the entire universe who had a mentally ill parent.

My mother's mental illness made it among others in the fact that she could not clean up, but instead gathered and accumulated. She was not able to throw anything. When other friends took their buddies so I went alone. I could never bring home someone and I had nobody to talk to. When I was maybe twelve years old then expressed my mother very hard and clear to me that if I divulged a single word about how it looked in our home so I would be utkört. I remember the fear I felt. Where would I go? I had nowhere to take my refuge and I had no one at all to talk to.

My siblings were much older than me and them, I could not talk to. Everything was somehow under the lid. In stealth, I tried to clean up as much as I could. One summer I emptied my nephew and my parents' basement in secret. It was basically just rubbish we sorted out and threw the container. Unfortunately, it did not take long, it was just as much junk in the basement again.

When I moved away from home to 19 years old, it was such an incredible relief that I could finally stay somewhere where I could keep in order. I enjoyed being able to win friends and I made a decision to not feel guilty that I was no longer at home and cleaned my parents. Eventually I realized that I actually could do nothing. I freed myself from a lot of the responsibility that I put on myself to be responsible for my parents' lives.

There is an expression in Sweden that I really hate, and it is the expression; "It's a sin and a shame." It is so incredibly easy to confuse these two concepts. Taste these words himself: SHAME - SHAME.

When I became a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints as I learned about sin. What is a shame really? According to our theology is a pity that of their own free will choose to disobey God's commandments or not to act righteously despite knowing the truth. James 4: 17 says:

 

He who thus knoweth to do good and doeth it not, he sins.

 

Sin is thus only about one thing; not following the will of God / the good that we know what is right or wrong. Sin is not about what other people do, it's not about making mistakes, though it was not intentional and it is definitely not about shame.

In our church, we have a wonderful theological doctrine that shields us from shame. Unlike all other Christian churches we believe is not for the original sin. Original Sin means that someone else has done wrong and we others can carry the sin and shame. How unfair is not it.

When I read the literature I'll take some of the thoughts of the förkättade original sin as completely poison the people's self-perception. You can find it in Baudelaire The Fleurs du malas well as Hawthorne's The Scarlet Letter. We are born as sinners, we inherit the sins of others ... How false is this doctrine! The truth is that we are born quite new and clean without sin and we do not inherit the sins of others.

Most recently I read Jean Paul Sartre's play The flies that just about guilt and freedom of action. Sartre was one of the 1900's greatest existentialists and he stressed that we as humans were free. We are, if condemned to freedom. It means that we do not inherit someone's sin, and it also means that we must take personal responsibility for our decisions. Unfortunately, it seems that Sartre considers that the fact that people can take their fate in their own hands also means that people can feel the anxiety and guilt.

To have the gospel in their lives and really discover what the gospel means has for me meant that I can understand what sin is and I can distinguish between sin and guilt. I know I am innocent of my parents' behavior and I vices nor them for their way of life. Mental illness is in itself no sin.

The gospel has really meant a lot in my life and one of the things is that I have because of the gospel has come to realize that I can not take responsibility for other people's decisions and way of life, but is responsible for my own decisions and the way we live and I do not need to feel guilty, but can let God take care of my negative feelings. All I have to do is start afresh and learn to listen to the Holy Spirit's promptings.

Of course, all this is a process. When I was 28 years and met my current husband, I felt a great shame to tell him about my parents, how my mother was and how it looked in my childhood home. It is only in his forties that I have come so far in my development that I no longer feel shame, but can distinguish between my life and my parents' lives and tell you about my upbringing.