August 2006 Ensign - The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
August 2006 Ensign - The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
August 2006 Ensign - The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
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ILLUSTRATED BY GREGG THORKELSON<br />
54<br />
Finding My Firm<br />
Foundation<br />
As I experienced the darkest<br />
<strong>day</strong>s <strong>of</strong> my life, the words <strong>of</strong><br />
my mother sank deep into<br />
BY STEVEN D. BROWN<br />
my heart: “<strong>The</strong> Lord will<br />
never forsake you.”<br />
One week after I graduated from high school, I<br />
enlisted in the United States Air Force Reserves.<br />
I would enter basic training in San Antonio, Texas.<br />
I looked forward to leaving the small community where I<br />
had grown up and to being on my own.<br />
During my last few months <strong>of</strong> high school, I had developed<br />
apathy toward the gospel and my testimony <strong>of</strong> it. I<br />
believed it was true, but everything in my life was going so<br />
well that I thought it didn’t matter whether or not I said<br />
my prayers, read the scriptures, or attended church.<br />
As I said good-bye to my parents to leave for basic training,<br />
my mother reminded me that the<br />
Lord would never forsake me and exhorted<br />
me to turn to Him in my hour <strong>of</strong> need.<br />
From the first <strong>day</strong> <strong>of</strong> basic training, I experienced<br />
an intense culture shock as I underwent the<br />
transformation from civilian into Air Force airman. <strong>The</strong><br />
environment was demanding and hostile, and I developed<br />
a deep regret for my decision to enlist. I felt alone and<br />
utterly hopeless as the <strong>day</strong>s dragged on, and I developed a<br />
homesickness that made me want to admit defeat and quit.<br />
As I experienced the darkest <strong>day</strong>s <strong>of</strong> my life, the words <strong>of</strong><br />
my mother sank deep into my heart. For the first time in my<br />
life, I cried out to my Father in Heaven in<br />
the agony <strong>of</strong> my soul to please forgive<br />
me for my earlier apathy. I told Him<br />
that I needed Him, and I begged<br />
Him to help me.<br />
After a long and difficult<br />
two weeks, we were allowed<br />
to attend church services <strong>of</strong><br />
our choice. For the first time in<br />
my life, I yearned to attend