The more I read His word, the more I get to know Jesus…the more I feel like I’ve been lied to my whole life. I was brought up in the Mormon religion. I knew at a young age that I loved God, I loved Jesus. But the older I got, the more I questioned everything else I was being taught.

If Jesus loves everybody, then why are only certain people allowed in the temples? Why do I have to meet this man’s judgement, this man’s standards, to get into a temple to get to be with my family forever? Why are there people still hungry, still homeless? Isn’t the money that goes into the church meant to help save? And if that’s the case, then why are there still churches being built when there’s already one on every street? Isn’t there something better that money could go towards?

Eventually, the only things from the religion I knew I believed in…were God and Jesus. When I admitted that, I lost everything. I had to figure out where to go from there; but instead of relying on Him, I relied on myself. I tried life my way. And while I tried life my way, He was always there when I truly needed Him, whether I realized it at the time or not. “My way” still didn’t fix anything. I was still searching for joy, searching for peace, searching for life to actually be enjoyable because there’s no way God sent us here just to live in misery until we make it back to Him. “My way” still led me to depression, to rejection; and then God stepped in. And He started showing me the truth.

“sealed”

“baptism”

“temple”

“church”

“garments”

Stop listening to the Devil; stop listening to your demons.

Let God in; seek Him and His way.

He’ll show you the truth.