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've been reading several chapters every day, and at that pace you go through pretty quickly. So the last few days have been the war chapters, and the Nephites' descent into wickedness in Helaman and the first chapters of 3rd Nephi. Jesus isn't mentioned much in those chapters, and I hadn't been searching as intentionally. But, just a couple weeks ago I was reading Alma and Ammon's sermons, and a week before that was king Benjamin, and days before that was Nephi and Jacob. And Jesus is everywhere in those chapters.

I had started this project with the intent to grow closer to Christ and have Him more in my life, and I wasn't sure if it was working, so the last few days I was reading casually, and, I admit, somewhat reluctantly. But how quickly I felt lost after just a couple days of not really seeing Him in the scriptures, and not really looking! 

But, as I sat, feeling lost and confused, not sure what was true, I remembered that the Book of Mormon testifies of Jesus Christ. All of it. I knew that at least was true.  So, wanting to feel Him, I opened it. And guess what? I found Him. I remembered His love. I remembered His promises.

And the next day, yesterday, the day before Easter, I read of His crucifixion and the signs of His death in the Americas. And then He comes. I was so excited to write in my journal that He came, that I forgot to write the chapters I had read! And today, I read more of His teaching the Nephites. This is what I wrote in my journal today:

"Jesus comes! He speaks to the people. Everything has been leading up to this. Every reference to the Savior prior to these chapters was pointing to His coming. And He fulfilled His promise. He came."

So, if you feel lost, or alone, or confused, remember this one thing: Jesus loves you. He lives. He does keep His promises. 

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