Testimony.

Today, the cast of Pride and Prejudice had a testimony meeting today at our director's house. Now, I have nothing against testimony meetings, I love em, I love hearing what people have to share. Though, I never share my testimony. Not that I don't have one, cause I do. But I only share it in large group settings when I feel that I absolutely have to. (Something about standing up in front of a whole bunch of people at church scares me. Too bad I'm a theatre major.)

Today was one of those selective times I shared.

My friend, Laura, was sharing her testimony and she talked about how just a couple years ago she was a completely different person, and how she has come back to the gospel. (My life story too, wouldn't cha know) And the whole time she was talking I could hear my heart beating and then my hands started shaking. It was like I had downed a couple energy drinks without eating anything. (My body is not accustom to caffeine, btw.) The spirit was practically screaming at me, in it's own way, to share my testimony after Laura.

I shared my brief, vague, life story. And she thanked me at the end of my testimony.

I did what I what I did. I don't know why I was thanked or why I had to share it. But I'm glad I listened, and followed through with it.

Go. Me.

peace