I have been thinking a lot this past week about the Prophet Joseph Smith. I am so incredibly grateful for the young boy Joseph who lived nearly 200 years ago. My life has been forever blessed because of the faith of this young man.
He was raised in a home where he learned to love the Lord. He had a question, he pondered on that question, he looked everywhere to find the answer to his question (the Bible, different religious congregations) and he just couldn't seem to find an answer. He decided to pray to God for an answer to his question as directed in the book of James and something miraculous occurred- He saw God the Father and his son Jesus Christ and he received and answer to the question that troubled his soul. Because of the faith of this young man the gospel of Jesus Christ has been restored to the earth and that is nothing short of miraculous.
I cannot imagine what my life would be like without the knowledge of the Gospel. I know who I am, I know why I am here and I know where I want to go. I am a daughter of God. He loves me. I am created in His image. I am here to learn, to grow, to be tested and to try to become like Him. I hope in living a life patterned after his that I can return to live with him someday.
