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My path to the gospel

Today I have been mjesusonmountainEdlem in the Church of Jesus Christ of SDH for 20 Years! The 26 Mars 1995 was the day I was baptized! Just thought if I could easily share my story: I was born 1978 by young parents (also has an older sister born 1975). Our parents divorced 1982 and I had to grow up with my dad. I was well there and was with my mother two weekends a month. Both of my parents got married and we had many more siblings. 1985 came to my mother's husband (A) in contact with a man who told me he was mormon (R). A invited this man to hang out, an interest arose from his faith with my mother in particular. Additional members of his congregation visited us, and finally also the missionaries. In December 1985, my mother was baptized, when she never had any doubt that this must be the truth. As for me, it took a few years. In that way, I could come to church almost every other Sunday. I do not really remember what I liked at the time. You only do what you see your parents do and do not think so much about it. When I was in my teens, I began to volunteer on activities in the church, even when I was with my father. I can remember that I felt a warmth and a community that I did not feel elsewhere. It felt great to be there. But I lived another life too, as I had no direct thought of giving up. Me and my friends used to use a raw language, and sometimes they often used alcohol and cigarettes at 13, 14, 15. As I continued to church, and in January 1995, there would be a Bolliad in Borlänge (where I lived and still boron). 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, it will suffice for this time. Thank you all who read, hope it in some way may have reinforced your testimony !?

Faith is not free.

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Some time ago a Facebook friend contacted me. Hen had been a member for a few months, perhaps up to a year and was at the time of baptism very enthusiastic about taking the step and finally get baptized.

This message on Facebook, however, was anything but enthusiastic. Hen told me that the hen is no longer believed in the church. There was so much information on the Internet indicating that the Church was not true. Hen also felt uncomfortable as a member when the hen throughout its membership, both violated the law of chastity and the Word of Wisdom. When we become members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints as graduates, we also promise not to have extramarital sex or make use of alcohol, tobacco, coffee or black / green tea.

Surely it was sad that they no longer believed and decided to leave the church. At the same time, I felt that they never gave anyone a chance. To baptize into the church is to take a step, just as it is a step into marriage. Anyone of us knows that it does not automatically mean that a marriage becomes happy just because you are married, you have to work on their relationship as well.

It is the same with being a member of the church. We can not delude ourselves that it is enough to join the Church and so everything flows on as well. No, it's not. A marriage is a relationship that must be built on. The same goes for the relationship we are with Jesus Christ and our Heavenly Father when we go down into the waters of baptism. We need to work on our relationship. Faith is not free. We must not confuse the concept of faith with the concept of grace. Grace comes from God and is free. If we accept Jesus Christ as our personal Savior in our lives we have been reconciled to God when Christ takes upon himself all our sins. In baptism, so we washed clean and can turn the page. We are starting a brand new life.

In this new life, our conversion also means keeping our eyes on Christ and following Him. IN John 14: 23 it says:

Jesus answered, "If anyone loves me, he adheres to my word. And my father will love him, and we will come to him and take our living with him.

So choosing to believe in Jesus Christ also means that we follow His commandments. Then we can also receive the confirmation of the Holy Ghost in our lives. Faith is nothing persistent. It is an action and approach. We can compare most faiths with a plant that needs nutrition to survive. Throne needs scriptural studies and prayer. Tron needs us to follow the commandments. Tron needs a trembling to listen to the quiet voice in our inner. Tron needs a heart willing to repent, humble, have a positive attitude and have a desire to earn. We must open our hearts and actively live our faith.

Of course I was sad about the message I received on facebook, but at the same time I was not surprised. I myself have been the same; Believed that faith was free and lived high on the love of love that I found myself in as a new member. But finally I came down on earth. Love was over and it was then that I realized that I had to start working on the relationship I entered into with Jesus Christ and Heavenly Father. Then, when I live right and follow the commandments that I know I have to follow, faith comes as a confirmation. I meet with the worship to know the Holy Spirit's presence in my life confirming to me that the path I chose when I chose to follow Jesus Christ is the right path that leads to light, joy, peace and a sense of meaningfulness.

A happy funeral

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What do you think of when you hear the word funeral? My Swedish church experience is that it is a sad and final event. Grief, sadness and solemnity. My mother's funeral felt like a business association of humanists; no faith, no faith, nothing more than an impersonal priest who rattled off their lines and impersonal ritual mantra.

On Friday, so I attended a funeral of a dear brother in the church. He had for years suffered from Parkinson's disease and experienced the disease as a monster who had taken over his body. For his missing relatives were mixed with relief that his brother now had it good.

As I wrote in other blog posts, I love Mormon funerals. When I arrived at the chapel, I had with me three roses to lay on the coffin; one red, one white and one gammelrosagul. Although I do not actively spent time with family in private, I experienced Fredrik as a dear brother in the congregation.

The chapel was completely filled with people. I recognized a few people who are no longer active in the church, some people I had never seen before. Each of us was assigned a meeting sheet. What I noticed was a few quotes that stood in the meeting magazine: "There is no such thing as 'can not' " as well as "Should something be done as it should be done properly. "

Fredrik was a handy man and an unbearable optimist. It was evident when the various speakers personally spoke of Fredrik. An elderly man told funny anecdotes about their adventures along with Fredrik. Both were Norwegians so it was good to hear earthly Norwegians and stories about fishing trips. On a fishing trip, Fredrik had gently handed a hand, but still he got in and rubbed so that the gypsum loosened. They both had to get to Tärnaby for Fredrik to get a new plaster, and as the older brother expressed it, everyone in Tärnaby from the doctor to the doctor could gypsum. All the five children of Fredrik were also up and told about his dear father. They talked about his scarred hands used diligently when he had worked as carpenters, they talked about his persistence, his boldness to tell about the gospel and his eternal optimism - his ability to "think outside the box.

It was a meeting full of memories, smiles and a strong faith. Frederick was now with his parents his daughter who died of sudden infant death and her granddaughter who died in the ninth month. There is no sadness, just missing, but also a great joy that Frederick had met his savior Jesus Christ and that he had a good life.

When the speeches were over and all the great hymns - Yes, I must not forget that our bishop Fabrice played guitar and sang Frank Sinatra's "My Way"At the funeral. That song was Fredrik's special wishes - then the closest family gathered in front of the coffin and held each other. Then we all had to go to the coffin to say goodbye and put our flowers on the coffin. There was such a light, such a joy and such a gratitude throughout the funeral. It felt like a single great revival meeting, where the speakers not only spoke of Fredrik but also testified about God and Jesus Christ and how close we live to our deceased. They are with us, on the other side of the veil. The psalms that were singing were Be upon me every moment, Only one day a moment at a time, and O great God. It was a powerful meeting with the presence of the Spirit, and I am grateful that I could join.

After the funeral, wrote the eldest son in the family this on facebook:

Thanks for all the warmth and participation of this special day when we took leave of our beloved husband, father, relative and friend. We feel a regret, of course, but at the same time a great peace of mind knowing that Fredrik is where he should be now. He has certainly started the new major construction projects in our Father's loving kingdom and welcomes many cherished reunions! Thanks to many special year Dad and all the best - you will be missed!

The promoting the doubt and the dangerous doubt

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It is popular to doubt the Church. If we do not doubt that you are probably not sufficiently well-informed or have a childlike faith (read: naive). For me, doubt is not so strange. We all have our ups and down waves of life. But the question is if doubt itself is nothing edifying? Say you have a motorcycle in the yard. You're going to take a ride, but wonders if the bike is in running condition. You begin to doubt that you can get that coveted motorcycle tour. What are you doing? Sit down and begin to philosophize about what might be wrong with the motorcycle? Maybe start up a closed Facebook group and draws up a number of siblings doubters to confirm your tvivlarbehov? Nah, probably not. You go up to the motorcycle and try to start it. Maybe get off the motorcycle and go test it. Perhaps you check the oil, or anything technical. Or?

So here it is with faith too.

We can intellectualize, we can mess, we can discuss with equally intelligent insightful people who also doubt to confirm our ego, sorry, to confirm that we are part of a larger community, I mean ...
But faith is in fact an act. The belief is that your motorcycle. You have to test and see if it works.

Recently, I was invited to a closed-ended facebook group for doubts. I think the one who invited me thought that maybe I was intellectually enough to fit in. Yes, of course, you must have critical thinking, right? Of pure curiosity and to get any spreads to spice this blog, I went with. To make a long story short, I finally became excluded from the group. The problem? I did not doubt enough. If you ignore all the general gnash over parents, relatives, members of the congregation, Church leaders, etc., criticism of Church polygamy was high on the list. Absolutely hesitant I commented that I personally did not experience any problems with polygamy. Honestly. Imagine being TWO women who say the man's cheek to take care of the counter. No, I really did not express them on their blog, but I would still like to point out that the problem was of a typical and local nature. In Africa, the church has a problem that members of the church want to invite polygamy again.

There I could learn from this group was to irrelevant things were raised that do not really have the truth of the Gospel to make, for example, personal conflicts, and that the group was not a neutral tvivlargrupp. Is a group of neutral, all voices be heard, but this was not the case in this group. A brother in my congregation who is a professor (I think) taught me the concept of "bubblefiering". They live in their own little imagination it as a facebook group and can not accept other points of view. Something that I end up not doubted in terms of this facebook group was that it was really about an exit group. To doubt is something we should welcome and not repress, man, there is doubt dangerous. There is the example of different groups where the goal is not that you should be able to come to believe again, but that you should leave the faith completely. There was no tvivlargrupp that I was thrown out of, it was a clean exit group. The famous name of the group that Hans Mattsson and John Dehlin was the group did not think I doubted less on the matter.

When I was in the temple last time I had the privilege of having a conversation with one of the temple servants there. She told her that she had been on mission to Utah in her youth. There she met on many women from polygamous communities. At one point, she found writings at the University of the Church where any leader at the early 1800 speech stated that it was good for men to attract young attractive women. This information prompted her to really doubt and she thought to herself, "What am I doing here?" She was on mission and no longer believed. However, this temple servant told her that she realized that there was only one source she could turn to in order to gain knowledge. She prayed to God and asked him. Yet, it is only God who knows the answer.

Doubt has existed in all ages. The disciples doubted Jesus Christ, despite all the miracles they witnessed. Jesus Christ himself perhaps in a faint moment doubted his own mission when he proclaimed "My God, my God." Why have you abandoned me? "So I'm the last to doubt doubt, but I urge everyone to try God. Can you test your motorcycle, then you can kneel down and ask God. My personal experience is also that I build my faith by living right. Do I follow all the bids? Do I read the scriptures and justify them? Do I ask regularly? Can I show gratitude? Can I realize I can never understand because I'm an imperfect human being?

"What do we do with our motorcycle?" Yes, because it's not going to bother, I suppose you have to entertain it in some way. Do we maintain our faith or do we only maintain our doubts? Sometimes we must simply take a stand and work based on that position. Before I became a member of the Church, I doubted much. I was neither hot nor cold and did not want to take a stand. It was a special event that made me suddenly realize that I had to decide. When I decided, I let myself baptize. But that's not enough. I must also follow Christ and His commandments. Sometimes I really feel how I've tried faith. When I divorced and stood alone with four children, the tenth was a big challenge. I remember how depressed I felt when, in connection with my divorce, I read a newspaper article about how poorly economically single mothers had it. When I read this, I fell down and I thought that most single mothers might have two children, not four children and they did not pay the tenth. But I decided to try the Lord. I continued to pay my tenth every month on my gross salary. Of course I have not had that fat, but I have witnessed several times how my faith was enhanced by all the blessings I have received when I have chosen to follow my faith.

What does the Bible say about the doubts? Yes, there is such a website that brings out all the scriptures where it is taken up. I have selected some of these scriptures to show what attitude we should have and which way we can go.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. (Word 3: 5)

If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives to all liberally and without criticizing, and he should get. 6 But he will pray in faith without doubting. The one who doubts resembles the wave of the sea driven and whipped by the wind. 7 Such a person should not think that she can receive anything from the Lord, 8 split as she is and unstable on all her ways. (Jak 1: 5-8)

But he said to them: "Why are you so worried? Why is it up doubt in your hearts? Luke 24: 38

Jesus answered them, "I tell you the truth: If you have faith and do not doubt, you can do not only what the fig tree. You'll even be able to say to this mountain, lift up and cast into the sea, and it will happen. (Matthew 21: 21)

Against those who doubt you will be merciful (Jud 1: 22)

Source: 46 Bible verses about doubt.

... And then there came a helicopter

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Some time ago when I was talking to my little daughter Eila so she told me a story.

- Mom, it was a man who had fallen in the water. He prayed to God to be saved. A boat came by and wanted to pick up the man, but the man replied that he would be saved by God. And then there came a helicopter. They celebrated down a ladder and wanted to save the man. But the man refused to be rescued saying that he would be saved by God. In the end, the man drowned and he met God. The man asked accusingly God why God had not come to save him. God answered:

-First So I sent a boat, but you did not want to be picked up and then I sent a helicopter, but you did not want my help then either.

When Eila had told his story, I wondered in my own mind if it was I who had originally told this to her because it is one of my favorite stories. I believe that God is with each of us every second and I think that God in very acts by other people. It may mean that we ask for something, thinking about something, need help with something, and then it pops up a fellow human being who answers even prayers, thoughts or what you need help with. The person providing your answers to prayers do not need to be a member of the same church as you, or even believers. It might as well be a Christer Sturmark. God works through all people.

Last Sunday, I met an elderly female member of the Church. She actually belongs Utby Assembly, but because we belonging Frölunda parish now goes Utby ward when our chapel renovated so it happens quite often that we Frolunda Members encounter Utbymedlemmar. I myself have sometimes gone to their meeting times and sometimes I see some little utbybo going on our meeting times.

Anyway, I went to the elderly female member and regretted the sorrow when her former husband had recently gone away. We began to talk about her divorce and how her life had become when she suddenly told me that she had long wanted to talk to me. I was a little surprised, because we really do not know each other directly, but she is an older sister from the neighbors whom I have encountered a few times and changed a few words. But she said she had known that she would go to me saying that I had to move on to life. I just understood what she meant by her words and felt amazed at how God had just spoken to me through this sister.

Sometimes God also speaks to us through the scriptures. We, as members of the Church believe in personal revelation for our lives. Sometimes the revelation come when we read the scriptures. Just over a week ago, I was in the temple in Stockholm. In anticipation of a session, so I sat down in the temple's entrance vestibule, picked an outsourced Bible and began to read. Randomly I started reading in Luke. Then suddenly a scripture for me as I never have considered.

"Master! Tell my brother to divide the inheritance with me. " Jesus said to him, "Man, who made me the arbiter between you?"Then he said to them: "Make sure your guard against all kinds of greed for life is not about the abundance of possessions." (Luke 12: 13-15)

Since I am currently doing a probate and dread over it so it felt like a direct address from God.

When you are in the temple you always meet interesting people who you may never have met before and probably never meet again. Some of the best talks I have had during these meetings. In recent times, I have shouted a lot about my relationship with my former. man, my child's asperger diagnosis and my mother who was a skater. collector. Especially now that you are in a lifetime, I think so much later. Perhaps it was that God understood that I needed someone to just hug my thoughts in the temple, so I met a beautiful woman, we could call her "Karin", who was there as temple servant. It turned out that both she and I are separate and we started talking relationships. The first Karin says is that "it would have been so wonderful if you had met someone who could join an elder mission." I just felt "ouch" and told me that I just thought so. Otherwise, I think that both her and I have a good and active life.

When I came home from the temple so I sought Karin's fb friendship. It is not the first time I meet someone in the temple which I then become fb friends with. It was not long before it was a small request on fb from Karin if she could sleep over at my place in Gothenburg. She would be on the course outside Gothenburg and thought it would be expensive with the hotel. I wrote back on fb: "can you take cats?" I have three cats at home and it can cause problems for some. I was told that she had two cats and a dog.

So last night, I met Karin at the train. We ate dinner together and we all got to bed right so late. In the morning, I followed her where she would go to meet another classmate she could meet with. Yesterday when the course was over, we were trained again and went out before she would take the train home to Stockholm again. It always feels so nice to have an adult member in the church in his home. We could keep prayer together and it was not just me at home who was an adult. When we talked on, I was amazed at just how Karin and I were. A little trembling, I realized I thought it was a little bit difficult with my ex. Since I have put the children well in the center, I have let him come home to me on Christmas afternoon, Easter afternoon, for dinner in general, etc. Recently, it feels like exet more or less has moved into me and it feels less good. When I pick it up with the kids, they obviously think I'm really crazy because it's their daddy I'm talking about. I can also get this little crazy feeling of "how do I explain this" if I had to start dating again?

It turned out Karin is as weird. She also puts the children's needs at the center. Her children do not want to be with her dad, so their father will come home to them instead. He has no keys to their home. Just to be worse than me, Karin told her that she had gone on vacation together with her ex, the children and exet's new wife. She explained to me that her ex. Men's new wife is from China so she is very tolerant of her husband's former. Madam is always present.

Karin, like me, has a disabled person. Therefore, we began to talk about it and it turned out that Karin's sister's son also has aspergers. We started talking about disabilities in general and then Karin told about his relatives who are collectors. I had not even told her that my mom was a collector. When I was talking to Karin, I became more and more surprised at how much we had in common. When choosing a restaurant, Karin has Indian food as its favorite food like me. We drove off to Three Indies, which is perhaps Gothenburg's best Indian restaurant, but it turned out to be fully booked. Then I wondered if Karin liked vegetarian food. I myself am a vegetarian and in the church we are invited to only eat some meat, but it is a advice that not all members take. However, it was found that Karin does not eat much meat and that both her children are vegetarians. Then we continued through Haga to the restaurant Solrosen and ate our dinner there instead. Solrosen is an old cultural restaurant and perhaps the best vegetarian restaurant in town, except Govindas.

Today, when I write this, I feel so strongly the experience of God's presence in my life. Things that I plagued have answered God through fellow human beings and scriptures. I may not have received a response to what is right or wrong, or an action plan, but life feels much easier and I feel that whatever happens in my life there is always God there and sending a boat or a helicopter.