I know for a fact that christ is real. my mom and dad were never really “close” they would always fight about the littlest things. my dads side of the family, is mormon, and my mom didn’t really know her true religion yet so we went to the LDS church. i love it, the people, the believes, everything. but after my parents divorced, i realized that my mom was never really truly mormon, she told me that she didn’t wanna go to church every weekend when i asked if we were going, and she never really talked about wanting to get baptized in the church. after young women’s camp a couple weeks ago, i kinda felt the same way, i’ve been baptized in the church and such, but i never really feel like i wanna get married to someone in the church, or go to the temple. i was crying during testimony ( i didn’t share but might next year ) because i felt like a bad person, i felt like i didn’t belong in the church, but, i wanted a relationship with god. i prayed that night and asked for an answer. the day we got back from camp, my mom was yelling at me because i’m mormon, and she was gonna blame me for her not her going to church, all that. i prayed for an answer again. that up coming mutual we were talking about personal progress, we were talking about how long it would take to read the WHOLE book of mormon. all of a sudden i got the chills during the closing prayer and went home and read, i didn’t even realize i was doing it because it not something i would usually do, yesterday my friend came over and my mom asked if we were going to church or not and it was a perfect opportunity to say no, like i normally would. but i said that she can come with. i found myself not cussing as much, and doing better things. i know that that is gods answer to me, that i belong in this church.