Third Hour Posted January 24, 2019 Report Share Posted January 24, 2019 From an early age, I recognized something about me that constantly tormented my thoughts and wounded my heart. Despite being brought up on the belief that I am a “child of God” and that I’m loved, I never felt it. I never felt good enough, never felt that I would succeed spiritually. At one point in my teenage years, I developed the belief that I was inherently evil. I never showed those emotions and most people thought that I was happy. I vividly remember standing in my grade school hallway watching everyone shuffle to class and thinking, “I never want anyone to feel as alone as I feel.” So, I put on a smile and started making friends with just about everyone I came to know. Even though I was frequently hurting, I did find some comfort in the scriptures. I was only socially converted to the gospel, and semi-actively went to church with very broken faith. In my youth, I found some heroes in the scriptures. Naaman was a good... View the full article Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vort Posted January 24, 2019 Report Share Posted January 24, 2019 Good article, frankly better than I had expected. Just_A_Guy and rorymele 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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