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Late night testimony of Jesus Christ.


I feel overwhelmingly blessed to be alive today. For the past year I have taught Sunday School in my ward at church. This has been incredibly hard for me. As I have gone through the Old Testament as well as the New Testament my faith has been strengthened and my testimony has grown. I am no perfect person. I am imperfectly perfect in my Heavenly Father's eyes. I know without any questions that my Heavenly Father is aware of my existence.  He is fully aware of all my pains, sorrows, anxieties, fears, and doubts. He sent me to this earth at this time for a very specific reason. He placed me with my family and He knows long before I do what is coming and how I can overcome it. I know that Heavenly Father sent His son, Jesus Christ, to this earth. I know that Jesus Christ was the only perfect person to ever walk the earth. I know that Jesus Christ set the ultimate example of teaching, love, charity, and hope. I know that Jesus Christ died for me. He walked His path alone so I do not have to do so. He bore the sins of the world for me. He did that because like His father, He loves me. I know that I am never alone. At times I can feel so lost and alone. Knowing that I always have the ability to pray brings me comfort during those times. I know that I truly am never alone as long as I keep my life alined with the teachings I have been taught. I know that life is hard, but it's not supposed to be easy. I know that during those hard times I can grow and I can overcome. I know that I am a daughter of my Heavenly Father. I know that my family is forever. I know that my life is so good because I recognize the blessings in each and every day. I know that bad days will end. I know that this life is short, and it needs to be lived to its fullest. These things I know.

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