I know that Jesus Christ is my Savior and Redeemer and I know that I have a Heavenly Father who created me, knows me, loves me, watches me, and guides me every second of my life. I know that if I speak to God, God will speak to me. I trust in my Savior. I trust that what He wants for my life is the way I will have the most joy, no matter what I may think. I know that when I make right, sometimes dificult decisions, I feel the Spirit of God and that He is smiling down on me. I know that when God speaks and I obey, I will always be right. I know that faithful obedience to a law higher than I can comprehend brings blessings and exact obedience brings miracles. I know that through Christ’s Infinite Atonement, not only do my actions matter, but my intentions do, too. I know that as long as it is in my heart and I at least attempt to be better and improve everyday, the Lord will bless me. I know that Christ enables me with strength I could never have on my own. He increases my capacity to accomplish any righteous desire He sees fit for me.
I know that when I took that leap of faith to join The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints less than 3 years ago, His church, Heavenly Father was anxious to bless me with the life He had planned for me. And the truth is He has had that plan picked out for me since the beginning of time. All that I needed to do was make that one right decision—the decision to follow that tiny inkling that this felt right—and He could start pouring out the blessings of heaven over my head. I did not have a bad life before I got baptized the week of my 16th birthday. I had a great life. I had an abundant social life, a close and supportive family, I never had done anything “bad” like some of my peers had; no personal tragedies had happened in my life, and with all of this, as I listened to the lessons the missionaries brought into my home week after week, I felt like I was coming home, for a reason I couldn’t yet identify. I never had that amazing moment some converts to this Church have where they have that epiphany where they all of a sudden knew this was it—this is what they’ve been waiting for. No, for me, I just sat there week after week as the missionaries taught my family and I about who our Savior was and I just had the feeling as simple as, “yes, that’s right” each time they would leave us with a prayer.
I now recognize that feeling was the light of Christ—a gift I have been so blessed to have thanks to the mercy of Jesus Christ. Oh, how merciful He is! Our Heavenly Father, the Creator of the Universe, is so anxiously waiting to bless us if we will only be obedient. Oh, but why do I have to be obedient? What do these commandments offer me? Joy. Obedience brings joy. It just makes sense to trust the Creator of worlds without end’s understanding instead of mine. He tells me that these commandments will bring me joy, and well, that’s enough for me. And you know, that feeling of enough didn’t come easily. But it came eventually with a little hard work and intent. And I am forever grateful that Christ is enough for me.
I’ve tasted what this world has to offer and it does not satisfy the way Christ’s way does. Yes, the world can make me happy temporarily, but Christ can fill me with joy, even in the midst of a trial. I am forever grateful for His mercy to me—for the promise that if I will only forgive those that may have wronged someone as insignificant as me, the most significant figure in the history of existence, will forgive me for hurting Him. He knows the beginning from the end, so I have no need to worry. I know that I need not defend myself because Christ will always defend me. He will not let others take advantages of my weaknesses. I trust in the Lord with all of my heart. Jesus Christ lives and cares about someone like me. He is the ultimate peacemaker—he takes all of the bad and gives back only good. He loves the unlovable. His love is forever and unchanging. “I believe in Christ, so come what may.” What Christ promises me makes trials more than bearable. Tragedies are manageable. I can feel afflictions fade. I can feel joy even when my world seems to be caving in around me. Christ makes the impossible possible and I am so grateful that I do not have to venture through this very painful world alone, but with a hand to hold. “I know that my Redeemer lives” and that knowledge means everything to me.