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We'd like to extend an invitation to you to write and submit to us, your own account of any way in which you have felt the personal impact of the Savior's atoning love, grace, and influence in your life as you've moved forward in your journey of life, or as you've faced a particular life challenge. It doesn't matter if the story revolves around a small moment, one event, or a long struggle. Selected accounts will be published on the site. If you're interested, please fill out the following form with your story. Stories should be approximately 350-1200 words. While we can post some stories anonymously, we'd also like to receive those from guests who would like to include a photo and first name, with their post, to keep the site inviting, real, and personal for our visitors. Thank you for your interest and for all you already do to share your voices online in positive ways. Please submit your stories using this form.

Stories of Jesus Archive

No Room in the Kitchen: Nudges & Lessons from Jesus Christ

No Room in the Kitchen: Nudges & Lessons from Jesus Christ

Elizabeth Hill has four children is a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (inadvertently called by friends of other faiths as the “Mormon Church”) residing in Montana. Have you ever wondered why there are never any small children helping on cooking shows like Rachel Ray and Emeril? Sources tell me the shows would have to be taped from a padded room because you would have to be clinically insane to attempt measuring, stirring and any -ing with the little guys. Anytime you introduce highly powdery elements like flour, sticky ones like honey and slick ones like oil–exciting things are in store. So, why in the world do I allow, even welcome my three girls and one son to assist me in baking/cooking? It has been a process… I have been through phases where during dinner preparation I wanted to install those applause signs (maybe Rachel or Emeril could have one I could borrow!) but I would change the lettering to... Read the rest of this entry »

Jesus Christ: Be Still My Soul

Jesus Christ: Be Still My Soul

Jesus Christ: Be Still My Soul I hung up the phone after speaking with an acquaintance, Ed. His emotional and spiritual temperature seemed to change with every set of daily circumstances.  When something lent him favor, he was up and kind. He was humble when he positioned himself to see his blessings; when he forgot them, he was a different person. Without the gospel in his life, he tended to dive often off emotional cliffs that weren’t there. He acknowledged a miracle when he saw it and in the next breath, when an outcome wasn’t just what he expected, he was kicking and screaming.  As he spoke, what I saw in my mind’s eye was, of all things, a fly.  I saw it buzzing all over the place, never with a secure or lasting landing place, not being anchored to something that would allow it to be still, quiet. He was like that fly. I thought to myself, “He has no anchor in Christ, and is buzzing through life and changing colors with... Read the rest of this entry »

Cameron’s Storm: God Is Guiding Us

Cameron’s Storm: God Is Guiding Us

Cameron’s Storm: One Year Later by Scott Livingston It was a cold February morning when my wife (Kristina) and new born baby (Cameron Van) set out through Logan canyon on the 40 mile drive from our home in Bear Lake to the hospital to get Cameron’s Bilirubin level tested. We arrived in Logan safely and on time and checked with the receptionist. They called us in, and with a small poke on Cameron’s heel the nurse sent us on our way and said they would call us at home with the results. This had become a daily routine since Cameron’s birth a week earlier. He had high levels since birth and the doctor wanted to monitor it until he was confident that Cameron’s body would take control. After a couple of errands in Logan, milk, eggs, prescriptions, etc, we began our trek through Logan canyon. The road was covered in snow and ice as usual but we had become quite used to it as we had been driving it every day for the last week. Kristina... Read the rest of this entry »

The Savior’s Example Taught Me to Teach

The Savior’s Example Taught Me to Teach

A Personal Experience by Terrie I grew up in a lightly religious non-LDS family. I recited a bedtime prayer, read Bible stories, and attended church once or twice a year. Morality mattered, but we were told to decide what was right. It was only after I joined the church that I learned to use the example of the Savior as a measuring stick for my own choices. When I was a teenager and new to the church, I was invited to teach an unusually large group of preschoolers. Several had disabilities and the others were just a major handful. I was offered the volunteer job because I was the only person available who knew sign language and could communicate with the two deaf children. Having no teaching experience, I found myself unable to control my class. Week after week, I struggled to get through a lesson, and usually ended the class in tears after the last child had been retrieved. I didn’t have the confidence to admit I needed help. One day, one of my... Read the rest of this entry »

My Spiritual Experience and Conversion

My Spiritual Experience and Conversion

By Steven O’Dell I was raised by good parents who cared for their children, seeing to their needs and education in all ways within their means. We were rich in love, if not in money. I attended the occasional church meeting over the years, but not enough to say I was religiously inclined or informed. My grandparents on both sides of the family were worthy of being called saints, if ever there were any. They were God-fearing and -respecting believers. No better people existed than them. While in high school, I got an interest in attending a church that some friends were affiliated with. It was a local branch of The Church of Christ. I was even baptized by the pastor while I was there. We went on trips as a youth group and had a good time, but there always seemed to be something missing from the experience. It felt like there needed to be more than social gatherings. Read the rest of this entry »  Read More →

Hands: A Mormon woman’s story of surviving a life of pain

Hands: A Mormon woman’s story of surviving a life of pain

By Tessa Joy McMillan As an eight year old, I was extremely excited to have a room of my own. But it was not like other rooms. It was an attic: twenty foot vaulted ceilings, exposed wooden beams, spider webs, protruding nails, hard wood floors, and a column of brick created an exciting atmosphere. But to make my room even more amazing, my dad hung an attic swing from one of the large wooden beams. During severe thunderstorms, I would sit on my swing and move to and fro to the pitter-patter of the rain. Life was good on my swing. *** It was my freshman year in high school. I loved every minute of it. I had lots of friends, I was getting good grades in all of my classes, and I was to be in the spring play, Winnie The Pooh. Life couldn’t have been better, except for the fact that because I was a member of the LDS church,  I was impatiently waiting to be the big “one six” to start dating. But, all that mattered at the time was what was... Read the rest of this entry »

Cameron’s Storm: Guided by Faith in Christ

Cameron’s Storm: Guided by Faith in Christ

Scott Livingston   It was a cold February morning when my wife, Kristina, and newborn, Cameron Van, set out through Logan Canyon on the 40 mile drive from our home in Bear Lake to the hospital to get Cameron’s bilirubin level tested. We arrived safely in Logan on time and checked in with the receptionist. They called us in, gave Cameron a small poke on his heel and the nurse sent us on our way, saying they would call us at home with the results. This had become a daily routine since Cameron’s birth a week earlier. He was born with high bilirubin levels and the doctor wanted to monitor it until he was confident that Cameron’s body would take control. Read the rest of this entry »  Read More →

Forgiving Through the Savior’s Grace

Forgiving Through the Savior’s Grace

by Kristin I don’t remember my mom.  Sometimes I’ll catch the smell of Channel No. 5 and my brain takes me back – way back – and I can see fuzzy shadows of people I knew then but I just can’t find her face.  I know she made juice popsicles in ice trays with toothpicks.  I also remember the really ugly sheets she must have bought for my bed (they were so seventies . . .).  I remember with crystal clarity the day my sweet Uncle Fred pulled up outside my Grandma and Grandpa’s house and said something friendly to me before he went inside.  I was eating a carrot.  A few minutes later I was invited in, too, and he told me mom was dead.  She had died in a car accident on her way to get me and my sister.  I was only four, but I immediately knew we needed to pray. I don’t know what we prayed for – as if there was anything that could help – but the adults there knelt with me and prayed.  I don’t... Read the rest of this entry »

Finding Faith in Jesus Christ

Finding Faith in Jesus Christ

Keith Brown   In Jeremiah 29:11-13 we read these words: For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end. Then shall ye call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will hearken unto you. And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart. On March 10, just a a few short days from now, I will celebrate eleven years as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I actually began investigating the Church in late 1980. I had seen several television commercials about the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and each one normally ended with how one could obtain a free copy of the Book of Mormon. Read the rest of this entry »  Read More →

My Jerusalem Garden Tomb Experience: Witness of the Resurrection

My Jerusalem Garden Tomb Experience: Witness of the Resurrection

The Garden Tomb in Jerusalem was found not long ago. It is located right across the street from Golgotha, the place of the skull. The skull is clearly visible in the side of the hill today. My guide said that Romans always crucified at street level so passersby would have to look into the eyes of those crucified, see their suffering, and be less likely to commit a crime that warranted that fate. So it is most likely that Jesus was not crucified at the top of the hill as goes the hymn and common belief, but at street level which today is quite a bit lower than is visible. Read the rest of this entry »  Read More →