For a multitude of reasons, this post has been on my mind all day. This was from my mission blog. It's the story of a girl who learned of a man named Jesus Christ.
"There once was a girl. She was young and still had a lot to learn from God, her family and the world. The girl was unhappy. She had been taught from a young age what was right. But she was headstrong and arrogant. She thought she knew what was better, however her ways brought her unhappiness and lonliness. Her parents spoke of an easier way, a way paved before her by a man named Jesus Christ. The girl scoffed. She only knew of this man. She had yet to know him.
In her early teenage years the girl became very sick. It was a time of darkness and the girl longed for the darkness to be replaced with light. But she was lost and didn't know how to find her way through her abyss. Eventually, her illness placed her in the hospital. The girl searched for relief but found none. Time passed. The illness raged on, and the girl's hope began to fade.
The girl took another trip to the hospital. As she was packing to leave, somthing inside told her to take a copy of a book. She had tried to read the book before, but it had done very little for her. The book had always been a part of her life but had often times caused her frustration and resentment. For whatever reason, the girl stuffed a copy in her bag with little intention of actually reading it.
The stay in the hospital was long and lonely for the girl. One night without thinking, she pulled out the book. She began to read.
For the first time in a long time, the girl began to feel something different than the darkness that had consumed her. It was warm, it was good, it was full, it was hope. The girl didn't understand everything she read, however she knew the book, The Book of Mormon, had changed her heart ever so slightly. She grabbed a highlighter, and began to mark everything she read that made her feel good. She read and she read, and by the time she was tired, she had eight pages of solid yellow.
That night changed the girl. She couldn't explain why or how but it had an impact on the rest of her life.
More time passed. The girl began to recover, and looking back, she recognized now what she failed to realize then. Her physical health improved drastically as her faith in the Lord Jesus Christ grew. This revelation continues to amaze the girl.
Years have passed. The girl grew up. She served a mission in a place called Montana. She is now in college, fulfilling her dream of becoming a journalist. She loves the Lord. She loved her mission.
The Book of Mormon changed my life. It can changes yours as well."
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