Since I was a very young child I remember feeling like I did not really belong here, that I was never really going to feel at home here ~ on earth. When I was 16 years old my family was introduced to the
Gospel of Jesus Christ. For the first time in my life I had tasted the warm and comforting feeling of being home, of truly belonging, not specifically in the church but inside of myself~ my spirit. I suddenly felt a sense of self-worth that I had never before experienced. Although this feeling only presents itself in moments of time it was, and still is, a source of motivation for me, to press on, to not give up, to have faith that I will someday feel at home all of the time.
1 comment:
Wow- Heather- so well put. I feel like I know exactly what you mean. Thanks for your post.
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