On Thursday night I got a great chance to go to my friend- Tiffanys- Baptist Dinner Theater Play. It was a lovely play, really it was. Tiffany was the perfect Mary and her friend Nate made a great Joseph. There was so nice upbeat music, some nice slower music, and it really was a great rendition of the age-old Christmas story.
But it was missing that feeling. You know, the spirit just wasn't the same. I didn't really get goosebumps or get that warm and tickly feeling in my soul. I didn't actually get any feeling except for a "Hey, I kind of like this song"
And the way Baptists pray is so different. They pray like they would talk to a casual neighbor. I know that Heavenly Father is our father, but still I always try to make it something more sacred than casual, because prayer is something that is more sacred and not casual.
Don't get me wrong, all the Baptists that I know are really great people, and I'm glad I got to go--but this experience just made me realize by leaps and bounds how glad I am to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and how happy I am to have the truth.
The gospel really is like a happy pill, one that never goes away and never runs out and never changes. How lucky are we?
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