Posted by:
jessupnorth
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Date: October 13, 2014 05:58PM
Hi. I'm new to the board, I'm 21 years old, from Northern British Columiba, Canada, and I don't know what to believe anymore. I need your guys help. I have been watching exmormong.org for about 3 years, following all your posts, learning as much as I can. But I actually wanna talk to you guys.
My story goes like this:
When I was a kid, we always went to a Protestant christian church. Always. My parents even worked for the christian school and church i attended. I always felt screwed up, since the age of 8, and j had a lot of emotional problems as a kid/teen. I remember riding my bike past the ward doesn't the street by our house, but when the neighbor girl invited me to the ward one sunday, my mom told me I must never go there. And so I would watch people come and go from the LDS church, but never go in or ask them questions. My curosity grew as I become older. When I was 14, an LDS girl in my class and I were talking, and we got on the subject of church. This is when I found out she was a mormon, and she invited me to church. My first time ever to the LDS church, was Mother's Day 2009. I was 15 years old. And all I knew of mormons, was from the old mormon.org. For the next two years, I would sneak off to the LDS church whenver I could. Sunday's, Thursday's for young womens, conferences, you named it, I was there. I must have gone through 30 sets of missionaries, and had all the lessons dozens of times. They treated me like one of them, and for all intensive purposes, most of the time, they thought of me as one of them. They didn't push for baptism, cause they knew I was living two lives, and that my parents hated the church. I knew so much about the church, I had total strangers convinced I was a long time member. I was happy, and I believed all of it. i went online, found out all the bad stuff about the church, found exmormon.org. But I didn't let it phase me. I was still sure that this was Christs Church. And I planned to go to university in Calgary, where I could be baptized, and I planned my baptism day for the day I turned 18. Dec 17, 2011. I had such a testimony, and I eagerly awaited this day. I remeber thinking Dec 17,2010, this day today, one year from now, I will be a member. I was so happy.
The Temple:
I have always had a very strange attraction to the temple. When I was googgling the church, naturally, I found out all the stuff about the temple, but I tried to rationalize it. And I did. I know so many temple facts, I can tell which ones they are from any picture of the inside or out, I can tell you the biggest to the smallest, and I'm addicted to looking at pictures of them all the time. The first time I ever saw a temple, was July 2012. I was on my way to california for a trip. It was supposed to be a proton test churxh trip, and we had stopped for supper at Fried green tomatoes in Portland. I remember seeing all these dressed up people walking in, and wondering what was up. After inward done eating, I felt the need to go outside. And I didn't know why. I went out to the parking lot, and started walking around. As I looked up to the sky, I saw a spire, and another and another. And then I saw the angel Moroni, and I started to cry. I truly felt peace. And I was so happy. I watched as far as I could when our tour bus pulled out of the parking lot, and the spires faded. Back in Canada, I was determined to go see a temple again. I had been keeping updated on the construction of the Calgary Alberta temple, and I knew I had to go see it at the open house. I convinced my two friends to take me, and we made the 10hr trip to the open house. I could hardly contain myself before we got there. We spent the night in edmonton with my friends brother, and we ended up at the Edmonton temple. I cried again, and was out of the car before it had even come to a complete stop. It was so hard to leave. And I thought I felt the spirit. The next day we went to Calgary. As we walked into the temple, I couldn't help but think I was home. And as we sat in the celestial room, I didn't even know how to express myself, except that I knew one day, I would be back to the Calgary temple to be sealed. Nothing about the online stuff could bother me anymore, I had sat in the temple, and nothing was gonna keep me from coming back. We wend home, and I drifted away from the church. I stopped lessons, and didn't come to church anymore. I had a hard time believing, and I slowly gave up. People kinda stopped inviting me, i think because I had turned 18, then 19, then 20, and was still not baptized. But then this last May, 2014, I had a dream. I was in a grassy field, and there in front of me, on a hill, was a square temple, glowing in the night. And I was happy again. When I awoke, I was distraught. Several weeks later, I was on a business trip for he oil company I work for, in edmonton. After my day was over, I got dressed, called a cab and went straight to the temple. And j sat there for hours. Unable to leave. When the temple worker finally told me I had to go, I didn't want to leave...and I waited as long as I could. Since that day, I have been tossing mormonism around in my head. I know everything about it, inside and out. I know why its not the truth, but part of me feels like it's the only thing that can save me from myself. From my emotions problems, my sins, my guilt. It's an everyday fight between going back to the church, or not.
I wanted to post this, bR cause I have valued exmormon, and it's been very helpful for me. And I love you guys.