I always have "big intentions" but have found myself in many instances not following through with them. It's a huge short coming I've faced since I can remember. I am an "on to the next" type of girl and find I have little patience for the nitty gritty details of some of my goals. My list of things I keep meaning to do is growing and I am fed up with it! One thing I have always meant to start is a Sunday Post, since a majority of my life and goals center around my church, going to church, and serving in my church. I am not good at the sharing my feelings in this regard, but I hope that I can bring a bit of what I have come to understand, learn, and experience.
I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I hope that this doesn't surprise anybody, or I might have to rethink how I've been posting! The reason for my religion wasn't by chance, but by divine guidance. I was adopted into an LDS Family when I was 3 1/2 years old. My birth parents were both drug addicts, my dad left, and my mom having been an orphan herself, relinquished me and my brother Richard when I was 1 1/2 and my brother around 2 years old. We were lucky to finally end up in the same foster home and be adopted by my parents into the same LDS family.
I remember as clearly as an almost four year old can remember the great peace I felt in going to church and later to the temple with my adoptive family. I hadn't understood what safety and security meant until these moments. I will always remember this as my first understanding of a testimony. I knew without a doubt that when we sang the songs in primary about Jesus, that he was real. Every time I recall these memories, I remember how much comfort I felt at being at church and how it has set my mind forever of where I will always go to worship God.
This was how I was introduced to my faith when was the first time you knew about yours?