Always my favorite

 

It’s been a highly unusual reading year for me. I read 80 books in 2021. Far more than I have ever been able to read in any given year. (Mostly because I was competing with my young nephew to see who could read 55 books first and I wanted to win and was flying through each novel because I’m nothing if not competitive. But he forgot to mention that he toasted me within just a few weeks of the year beginning, so I just kept going like a crazy person, but I still lost and I’m definitely not bitter. Not even a little.)

And of those dozens of books, my very favorite was and always will be the Book of Mormon. I loved it so much, I read it three times. Finishing it for the third time, just a couple of weeks ago.

I love the Book of Mormon with a fierceness that is hard to describe. I’m a better person and a better disciple of my Savior, Jesus Christ, because it exists. Because our Father in Heaven made sure it was a part of our lives, so that we could be happier and kinder and more loving and confident if we choose to read from it regularly.

The Book of Mormon is true. No matter if we believe it or not, it just is. And no amount of doubt or work on any person’s part to disprove it changes that fact. I will forever trust God in my knowledge of this because He is the One that told me so. He earned my love and trust long ago and that includes His assurance that the Book of Mormon comes from Him to each of us, because of His eternal love for all of His children.

It is another testament of Jesus Christ and if there is even the smallest part of you that wants to know and love your Redeemer more, the Book of Mormon will make that happen. I promise it will. And you will be happier and more peaceful in the meantime.

I’m so touched by a God who has given us such a beautiful, pure, incredible gift. It just humbles me to the core and I’m forever grateful to Him. And for the Book of Mormon. My favorite book I read this year to be sure.

Five stars. Plus an additional five hundred.

Highly recommend.