Hello again, Friends!
We have taken quite the hiatus at Blessed Defeats. Maybe you
noticed. Like, a year and a half long hiatus. Well, I can explain. But not
here. I have stories to tell here. You can check out the new Living the Dream
page if you want to read my completely inadequate excuses for neglecting my
blog for a full 18 months. But now it’s time to share another conversion story
with you.
The honor of the first post-hiatus story goes to my good
friend, Avery Lemmon. There was a time when I thought I was just going to walk
away from this whole blogging thing (again), but then there was always sweet
Avery, Facebook stalking me and saying, “When are you going to start your blog
up again?” So, as thanks for her motivation, I made her share her story. Ah,
friendship.
Avery grew up agnostic. She was always interested in
religion, but never found one that felt like a good fit. Little did she know
that a simple conversation one day would eventually change all of that.
She was attending Portland State University, and the winter
term had just begun. In fact, she remembers the exact day of the week:
“Wednesday, January 7, 2010,” she says. She sat down next to Brian, a classmate
of hers, and they began talking. After class, they went to lunch together.
After lunch, they went to dinner. Seven months later, they were married.
Brian, as you may have already guessed, was a member of the
LDS church. The weekend after they met, he took her to church with him. But on
that first Sunday, Avery seriously doubted she had found herself a religion.
“I thought it was weird and creepy that everyone was so nice
and happy,” she says, “I was sure that everyone was faking, because normal
people aren’t that happy about anything.” But there were things about this new church that
made sense to Avery. The doctrine relating to the Godhead, that God the Father,
Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit are three separate personages united in
purpose was particularly appealing.
Another teaching that brought her comfort was, “people not
being sent to Hell for not believing in God, but just being sent to the part of
Heaven furthest from God instead. That made a lot of sense, because I never
liked how certain religions would condemn non-believers to burn in fiery
torment, even if they were good and kind people.”
And then, about four months after she had met Brian, Avery
was at home, relaxing by herself. As she describes it, she suddenly felt like
God was all around her, and she perceived the Holy Spirit prompting her to
accept Jesus Christ into her heart.
“So I did,” says Avery. It’s hard to argue with the Holy
Ghost. Wanting to be sure she made the right decision, she looked into
different Christian churches and questioned her Christian friends about their
faiths. But in the end, the one that made sense and felt right to her was the
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. She prepared for baptism, and
entered the waters in July of 2010, soon before she and Brian were married.
But as usual, there were bumps along the road to membership
in the church, and Avery experienced opposition from friends and family. Most
meant well, and were concerned that she had joined a cult, rather than
following the example of Jesus Christ. Some had heard terrible rumors about the
LDS church and passed these on to Avery. Her mother warned her that Brian would
one day want to take other wives. It went so far, in fact, that many of her
friends boycotted her wedding and even her baby shower a year later. It was all
very frustrating for Avery.
“It mostly bothered me that they thought so little of my
judgment and intelligence that I would fall for something that wasn’t true,”
she says. Things gradually turned around, and today her friends and family can
see the change that accepting Jesus Christ has wrought in Avery; not so much in
her personality, but as she puts it, “they can see how much happier I am, and
they’re happy that I’m happy.”
True happiness was something that eluded Avery for much of
her life. She describes herself before her conversion as being angry, bitter,
and self-destructive.
“I came from an abusive home,” she confides, “And I carried
my anger and regrets and mistakes around with me like a festering wound in my
heart. Becoming a member of the Church and learning about the Salvation and the
redeeming power of Christ's sacrifice, along with the presence of the Holy
Spirit, have helped me slowly but surely let go of those negative feelings, and
to forgive those who have wronged me, and also to forgive myself for wrongs
that I've done.”
Now a mother herself to an adorable little boy, Avery finds
comfort in the companionship of the Holy Ghost and thanks Heavenly Father every
day for her blessings. The Gospel of Jesus Christ has truly changed her
perspective of the world. As she puts it: “Having the knowledge of Christ's
sacrifices for me has seriously reduced my stress and…I've learned self-control
and how to be happy because of the Gospel.”
Avery says that her testimony grows with each kind, loving,
righteous member that she meets. Through their works, she can see the positive
effects that faith has on their lives, and it serves as an affirmation to that
the Church must be true, and that God is good.
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