I Know Jesus Loves Me
A couple of days ago, I was thinking about someone I know who has left the church, and the reasons they gave for it, and sometimes when I think too hard about that it makes me question my own faith. It can be hard to remember sometimes that I have had a witness of the truth, I have felt the Holy Ghost and God's love for me. I have felt that the prophets are called of God. Because none of that is tangible. I can't see it, I can't touch it. I just have to remember that I've felt it. Sometimes it feels like I hold on and am grasping at something I can't reach; just in a direction where I need there to be something. I need the gospel to be true, because if it isn't, I have nothing. I was feeling this way a couple of days ago, feeling like I hadn't felt anything in a while, when I realized that wasn't true. I felt it a couple weeks ago, at least, and wrote about it. You see, I've been reading the Book of Mormon, underlining every reference to Christ. I...