Monday, August 1, 2011

{I Am a Mormon Monday}


I've been wanting to feature "I Am a Mormon Monday" for sooooo long.  I just have this thing about wanting to be closer to "perfect" that holds me back.  That has nothing to do with being a Mormon.  That's just me.  I kept thinking I needed to wait until I got my blog all organized and pretty - I don't even have my profile done!  Oh, well.  

Today is Monday.  Today is the day!

So, I am a Mormon.  My parents were baptized when I was just a little girl and I'm so thankful.  They made a very good decision.  The thing I find most interesting about being a Mormon is that some people don't think I'm a Christian.  What??  Being a Mormon means I belong to this {church}:


I am definitely a Christian.  You can also learn more by clicking {here}  So you see, His name is in the Church's name.

Sometimes, I also hear people say that I believe in a "different" Jesus Christ.  I only know of One.

He was the literal Son of God.  He was born to a mortal mother, Mary.  It was prophesied that He would be born to a virgin and that prophecy was fulfilled.  Mary was espoused or engaged to Joseph when the Savior was born.  Jesus was often referred to as "the carpenter's son" although He always knew that His Father was our Heavenly Father, God.

Since I believe the Bible and the Book of Mormon to be the word of God, I've been able to learn a lot about His life.
I hope you can enjoy some of these pictures to better understand the Savior I love so much . . .


Sometimes, I wish I could be this woman at the well:











Jesus Christ was perfect.  I am not.  I know I am not but I certainly wake up everyday with the desire to be the best I can be.  He lived a perfect life to set the example for me.

Since I'm not perfect, I probably won't convey everything I feel and want to say.  I do love Him so much and I want to be respectful of Him as I share some of my beliefs . . .

He organized His church here on the earth and called twelve apostles
He performed miracles . . . more than the scriptures can begin to tell
He loved everyone
He forgave sinners
He hated the sins and loved the sinners
He loved His Father in Heaven and was perfectly obedient to Him.
He was the Good Shepherd.

He lived.  He taught.  He loved.  He set the perfect example.  He was patient, kind, charitable, tender, merciful, and just.

He suffered for my sins - and everyone's sins - in the Garden of Gethsemane.  After His terrible and agonizing suffering He was unjustly tried.  After terrible mistreatment, He was hung on a cross between two thieves.  He was still kind, loving, forgiving and perfect.  His agony continued until His work was finished.  He did it because He loves me and He loves you.  I am so humbled when I think of His love for me.

His body was taken from the cross and placed in a borrowed tomb.  On the third day, He was resurrected.  He was resurrected and He lives!  That knowledge sustains me through everything.

There is so much more that I want to say.  I know that He lives and He will come again.  I look forward to that day.  I believe He loves us more than we comprehend.  He wants us to return to live with Him and our Heavenly Father along with our families.

I am not the most eloquent.  I am not perfect.  But that is my testimony.  I believe in Jesus Christ.  He is the Savior of the world.  He lived a perfect life.  He atoned for our sins and was resurrected.  He will come again.  He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.  That's what I believe.