A little about myself

My name is Sarah. I am 26 years old. I am a single mom. I have a 3 year old daughter named Brooklyn. She is my everything, like most children are to their parents. She has changed my life significantly. 

I am a member of the Church Of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I have always been a member but I have not always been active in the church. I was a on a active, non-active cycle. This was the cycle until after Young Woman's ended. Which was around when I graduated High School. This is when I decided I did not want to go anymore. 

My family isn’t active in the church either. My dad had to always work on Sunday. When he did go to church, I felt I had to go with him because I didn’t want him to go alone.

When I told people I was “Mormon” they did not believe me. I always told them I’m not Mormon, Mormon. I called it Sarahism. I believe everything the church believes but not all the “rules”. I have tattoos, and swore. 

In October 2010, I met a guy online. We started dating. This was my first “real” relationship. I was over the moon. I truly believed that this was the man I was going to marry. I always told myself not to have sex before marriage. But when I met him and I was in “love”, I figured what did it matter, when I was going to marry him anyway. So we started planning a family. 

Throughout the relationship, I was isolated away from my family. But of course I did not see this until after the relationship ended. My sister did not like him, no one did. But I didn’t care. I was in love. I found out that he had been in prison for a couple years. He said it was because he beat someone up real bad. I just pushed that in the back of my mind. He was better and went to anger management classes. I had a voice in the back of my mind saying things, but I disregarded them. Never listened. 

I got pregnant in April 2011. I was so happy. But then I found out that he was a pedophile after my sister did a background check. 

I honestly believe that God ripped me out of a horrible situation. If I stayed with him, I don’t even want to think about might have happened. He was there for me, even in my darkest time. He never leaves. You have to listen to that little voice that you hear. 

This started my journey back to Christ. 

I wanted to create this blog to reach out to others and let them know God is always there for you. He never leaves you. You have to listen, and reach out to him as well. I hope I can help others, share my testimony and bring God into (or back into) peoples lives.