“I grew up in the church, was baptized at 8, passed the sacrament at 12, blessed the sacrament at 16, went to seminary, etc… Typical upbringing for someone born in Utah.
When the time came for me to serve a mission, I balked at the idea and never went. I felt like my entire life my testimony was not mine. I didn’t know how I felt and didn’t want to spend two years of my life talking to people about something that I didn’t truly believe in myself. I always felt like others would bare their testimony to me and it felt like pushing. It felt like I should know these things to be true too. I had (and still do) have a hard time listening to testimonies. I understand that they can strengthen others. I just feel like I am wired differently. I would rather see action than words when it comes to what someone believes. With that said, my true conversion came at my lowest moment. I wont get into the details of what happened to me, but I will say that I sought answers – with a pure heart. I wanted to know once and for all if the Gospel was true. I wanted to know if I had a loving Heavenly Father. I wanted to know if I had a Savior in Jesus Christ.
In my lowest moments I received an answer via the Holy Ghost that, without a doubt, all these things were true. I know that I am a son of a loving Heavenly Father. I know that Jesus died for me and atoned for my sins. I know that through Him I will be with my family forever. I also know that there are other ways to share my testimony other than words. I will serve others non-stop to show them my true feelings. I will also work on trying to share my testimony to others like I have here.”