Hey I am Sarah from PROVO UTAH!
I am a Mormon, or what we like to call ourselves as Latter Day Saints. I love photography, oranges, my dog and old shoes. I wish to someday travel the world.
Being an LDS member all of my life and living in Utah, you could say that I have always believed that the church is true. Growing up, going to church, ward meetings, listening to conference, saying my prayers, and reading the scriptures was daily life. I didn’t know anything different. All I can remember was that I would watch Prince of Egypt every Sunday, because that was the only thing my parents would let me watch.
Of course things have changed, and like many others, I went through a little something called personal conversion. The summer after my 8th grade year, I was having a really hard time with going to church and being active. I didn’t feel like I fit in with my ward, and church started to be the dread of my week. I stopped going to young women’s and decided to skip girls camp for the year. I started getting really depressed, and a smoldering hatred started to grow in me as the summer went on. I started acting rude to all those around me, and I pulled myself away from people. I stopped hanging out with friends and stayed inside a lot.
Then I went to High School and enrolled in Seminary. My first Seminary teacher, Bro. Woodward was amazing. He knew so much about the gospel and taught the class so well that it really changed my view on life. I always had doubts about the church and he really cleared them up. I would constantly refer back to his website http://scottwoodward.org/index.html for questions I had. If anyone had a deep doctrinal question, he would set aside his lesson and we would spend the entire class answering it. I realized how depressing my life had gotten without the gospel. My testimony grew so much in that class, I had finally truly come to the conclusion that the church was true. This happen to me one night, when I was on my back porch looking at the stars thinking about a lesson in seminary I had that day. Then it hit me, and I had an uncontrollable feeling of warmth and peace. Almost 2 years later I still struggle with being a great Mormon, but I have tried. Even when the world is tempting me to do or say things that pull me away from God and the church, I always remember how horrible it felt to be away from it. I never want to feel like that again. Not following the commandments didn’t set me free, it made me fall…but thanks to the gospel and the atonement I was saved.