I grew up going to a Protestant church in Duxbury, MA. I remember when I received a bible with my name on it. I knew that this book was very special. In fact, when I was reading it one Sunday afternoon, I felt prompted to go into the next room. There, I discovered my mother lying on the floor, having a seizure. She was able to get medical help almost immediately. Eventually, they discovered the cause of the seizure, and she has been medicated for it ever since. I didn't realize it then, but the Holy Ghost was speaking to me that day. As I have reflected on other experiences in my life, I realize that the Holy Ghost was constantly leading me, teaching me, and protecting me from danger.
I stopped going to church when I was in high school. I began to search for other sources of truth. I felt I led a Christian life, but didn't need to go to church. I was very involved in musical pursuits. In fact, at one point while I was in college, I felt that music was my religion. The only reason I ever went to a church was to play my trumpet for a wedding ceremony or a holiday service.
All of this changed when I met Donna. I re-discovered my faith in God and Jesus Christ. As we began worshiping together, I felt the Holy Ghost more strongly than ever before. Yet, I knew that Donna and I needed a common church to attend. I knew the right church was out there. When we found the Book of Mormon in our hotel room, we knew that we had our answer. I am so happy we followed the promptings to join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
