Two weeks

Two weeks ago I told myself I would share my testimony today. 

I hadn't remembered until my legs were walking myself up to the stand. 

When I got to the podium, I sat in the chair waiting for the person ahead of me to finish.

I didn't know what to say. The morning had not started out well, the night before I had been a mess.

How was I, Jerrica Osmun, going to say something that these people wanted to hear.

She finished, and it was my turn. I stood, walked those excruciating five steps and stood. 

When looking down, there were a Lot of people watching me. 

I didn't know most of them, but there were my friends, and my older brother.

I don't remember a word I said really. At least not much of it.

I only remember, prayer, being here for a reason, He has a plan, and Families Are Forever. 

After sharing what I really felt to say, I walked back, and sat down.

They may not remember what I said, but He will. He was watching me and supporting me when I shed a few tears when referring to my family. Because I miss them So much. He listened to every word and knew I was terrified to be up there. No one else knew how long it had been since I had last gotten up in testimony meeting. They say that our testimonies grow as we share them. I Know that is true.