“But it wasn’t people that brought me back to the church. It wasn’t quotes from conference talks on Facebook or other people’s testimonies. It was the ‘closeness.’ [S]lowly, I started to notice something was missing. . . I had friends, cool roommates, a fun club, good grades… but I was missing something. When I prayed that night in April, I knew what it was. I needed a relationship with my Heavenly Father. I knew after a few small words that I felt the Spirit, that there was a divine being who cared about me and loved me, and that I needed to rejoin the LDS church. I knew after my first lesson with the missionaries that I needed to get re-baptized.” (Personal Blog Post, used with permission)
