Before 1970, I had been sneaking into churches in our neighborhoods. They were non-Catholic churches, so my mother would not have approved, but the music would draw me in. I would love the music, but the sermons were not always something I could connect with. So, in 1970, I had a question that no one could adequately explain to me. I deeply contemplated the question. I sincerely posed the fundamental question to the Father. "Who  is Jesus Christ?" After some time, I got the answer from the Heavenly Father, of course it made sense. So, for the next 47 years, I attended every denominational church there is (except, the Church of Jesus Christ, because I was told they were not a church). Through the years I did get baptized eight times actually, they were good churches, I made friends; however, whenever I posed the question to the preacher, minister, pastor, or any other religious leader, I would depart immediately, as they were unable to provide the answer as I knew the Father had answered it. In 2017, I developed a plan after discovering that my sister-in-law was attending that non-Christian organization that identified as a Mormon. I decided to invite my sister-in-law and her husband over for a July 4th weekend celebration, but my true intention was to convert them, teach them the gospel, and show them that being a Christian was the only way. I was the one in for a surprise. The Heavenly Father does have plans of his own. They arrived on the 1^st of July. I asked my brother-in-law a question, someone who I thought could never answer it exactly as the Heavenly Father had so many years ago. He did exactly! Long story short. By July 4th, 2017, my husband and I cleaned out the wax in our ears and finally heard the truth. On September 2^nd, 2017, it was time to get baptized and start attending Heavenly Father's restored church. There has not been a time we have regretted doing so.

The Holy Roller Latter-Day-Saint daughter, I share this in the name of Jesus Christ