A few months ago, I met this darling girl through a friend in my ward and after she shared her conversion story and Testimony of the Gospel, I have pondered my own. I literally have sat and thought back as far as I was eight years old trying to remember that pivotal moment. I can recall the interview I had with my Bishop just before I was baptized...nope, it wasn't then. Then I fast-forwarded to when I turned twelve and was now a glorified Beehive. The thoughts of when I first did Baptisms in the Salt Lake Temple came flooding back...nope, wasn't then. Was it when I was in High School and was in Seminary...nope, it wasn't then. Don't get me wrong, I still had warm fuzzies after all those experiences.
After failing at trying to remember that exact moment that I knew it was all true, it dawned on me that I have had many moments in my life that are my conversion story. While they are not huge and monumental they are still life changing...at least for me they are. I took for granted having been blessed with being raised in the Gospel and thinking to myself all these years, "I wish I had an amazing story to share". As all the memories have come back, I realize that I do have an amazing story to share and I have recorded them in my journal. Someday my children will read of my many conversion stories.
My Testimony is strong and it is real.
I am eternally grateful for all those small and quiet moments that made my heart convert.
I know without a doubt that He lives.
I know that He hears my prayers, shares with me my joy and my sorrows.
I am grateful to know of the truths and to know that I am a Daughter of God.
May you reflect on your own conversion story and revel in the Spirit that it brings!