My Experience In Truth

This is what I live by, my motivation to be a better man: How will I be remembered? At the end of your life don't let it be said of you: "He was late, forgetful, and disorganized. He always said he would reach his goals, but never did. His is a legacy of failure."   But let it be said instead: "He was honest and true, always keeping his word. He was a strong leader that could be trusted and relied on. He was always one to act. His is a legacy of success." What kind of legacy will you leave behind?  Remember that our decisions determine our destiny. Choose your path and never leave it. Life's a garden. Dig it!

I wrote this poem two weeks before the end of my mission. It is my witness of the reality of the Atonement of Jesus Christ. "Whom Shall I Send?" My head was high, my smile proud My heart was hard, my laughter loud. I loved myself, and me alone My brother lacked, I had a throne. I saw him lonely, with a frown To build me up, I tore him down. I laughed and mocked his lonely stare The pain I caused I did not care. The praise of man, my only goal Caused me to lie, destroyed my soul. To change my ways, I had no thought In my own eyes I had a lot. I spent my life on useless things I gave my all to worldly dreams. Then came the day when all was lost With nothing left I felt the cost. The pain was great, my soul was racked I lost my strength, my body slacked. I fell upon my knees to pray "Dear God" I said "take me away. I see my sin, I cannot bear To stand beneath thy piercing stare. I neve...