| Young Men and leaders visit the Center with Steven on the one year anniversary of his visit 
 Steven's Story
 
 
 
 
I remember the first time I came to the Visitors' Center because it was about the second or third time I had attended Young Men.  The activity of the night was to watch a video at the Visitors' Center.  I wasn't really looking forward to going because I hardly knew anyone, but I was being forced to go to another thing with these "Mormons" by my grandmother.  The video we watched was "Treasure in Heaven: the John Tanner Story".  I didn't remember which video it was but I certainly remembered the way I felt the rest of the night after watching it.  It was a strange sensation in my chest.  I felt that I had no worries.  I now believe this to be the Holy Ghost telling me that this was a good thing for me.  When I got home that night my grandmother asked me how it was.  I explained how I felt and said that I actually enjoyed going this time.  The next week it was about time to go to mutual and my grandmother said "Steven, I have been thinking and I'm not going to make you go to mutual anymore."  I surprised her by saying, "But I want to go".  She didn't hesitate and grabbed the car keys to take me.  Thus my spiritual journey began. 
I went to Young Men for about a year and loved going.  I had lots of fun and Brother King suggested that I start seeing the missionaries.  The first time I met with them we were in a member's home, and Brother King came.  One of the things I told the missionaries was that I was willing to sacrifice things for baptism.  I couldn't wait to meet again.  The missionaries always lightened up my day.  I had lessons for about 6 months and was baptized.  When I was baptized, as I came out of the water, I had the same exact feeling that I had when I went to the Visitors' Center that first time, only ten times stronger.  I felt warm and peaceful.  I love what I did and know that it brings me great happiness to have this religion in my life.  Growing up I had it pretty tough.  I was constantly moving place to place.  My parents were both addicts and I just couldn't seem to get away from it all.  My life is finally on the track I want to be on. 
 
 
 
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