Sunday, May 27, 2012
So there we were...in front of my house. Mom wanted more pictures...I didn't know why. Dad had taught me to not say anything when I didn't understand what my mom was trying to do. So I just stood there. Then one of my sisters decided to bring back a pose that the four of us have been doing since I was little.....
My sisters are a big part of my life. I never really had a brother to do stuff with but I am ok with that. Lacey went before the rest of us and showed me what not to do if I wanted to avoid getting into trouble. Ashli had lots of friends that were kinda like older brothers for me. Shayla being only two years older than me was always around when I was sad and needed someone to talk to.
I remember one morning when me and Shayla were getting ready for school, and my dad happened to have a day off, we somehow ended up in my room. At some point I thought it would be funny to 'pin' her to my bed. I was smaller than she was still I think, but either way I was going to win this one. After a few minutes of struggling I had her down. She proceeded to struggle a bit more and then started calling for dad. Normally I would have been swift in getting off and pretending I didn't do anything, but she sounded like a sheep every time she called for him. It was something along the lines of, 'DaaaaaD' ... 'DAAAaaaaaaaaD' ... 'DaAAAaaAAAaaaDdy, he's squishing me'. It was just so funny, all I could do was laugh at her. Then she started laughing and it was even more funny.
Basically I love my sisters. If they weren't there, I wouldn't have come on a mission. Because of the examples they have been for me, I know that serving the Lord for two years is exactly what I needed to be doing. Everything in my life so far has led me to this. Everything in my life after I go home will be affected by what I do for my mission.
I know that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the true and living church on the earth today. I have felt the witness of the Spirit confirming my testimony that this is true. I have that same knowledge that the Book of Mormon is true. It was translated by Joseph Smith, a prophet, by the gift and power of God. If anyone does not believe that, I invite you to first READ THE BOOK. Then pray about it and ask God speciffically if the writings contained therein are true. I know, and promise anyone who is willing to do so, that you will also be able to find out the truthfulness of the Book of Mormon, by the power of the Holy Ghost.