My name is Nicola Morris! I'm a math <3 major at West Virginia University. I was born in Pretoria, South Africa and moved to Morgantown, WV in 2004.
I grew up in an Evangelical church back in South Africa. In all honesty, I don't think it really meant much to me. Like most people say, I was too young to understand. Which is the truth. I truly did not understand who God was, what He was doing for me or let alone the human race. I also didn't understand what they big deal was with Jesus Christ dying on the cross for us and then being resurrected. Big deal? Right? I was like 10 years old when I moved to WV.
Then, in WV, my family decided to join a Methodist Church. I was then confirmed in the Methodist Church when I was in 6th or 7th grade. (I don't remember exactly when)
In 2010, the church offered me a job to work in the nursery that would take care of infants up to the age of 3 during the church service. I took it. Due to this, I didn't really have time to pay attention to the sermon or really get rooted in my faith. Which is a big bummer.
I then discovered that I had severe depression and anxiety. And it was bad. I saw a therapist and went through everything to get better. Due to my depression, I was angry with God. I know, that sounds horrible. You can't be angry with God. Well, you know, sometimes in your life that's what needs to happen so that you can get reestablished in your faith.
But, anyway! I then decided to check out other religions. I particularly looked into Buddhism. That really helped me with my anxiety. Which was a win! The things that Buddhism taught me is to just take it easy. Not every thing is your fault. I still follow Buddhist twitters, because the things that they say is extremely inspiring. Check it out. :)
A few months later, I graduated high school, and then started college in the fall. I was taking a class Hebrew Scriptures (Old Testament) which was super interesting. (part of the story) So that brings us to about now.
Back in October...October 5, 2013 to be exact. I was walking to go study my math. I ran into a Mormon Missionary...we got talking and just talked about everything. I knew a little bit about the Church of the Latter-Day Saints. My father had looked into it at some point. I even had the Book of Mormon in my library (I never read it though). It just sat there gathering dust.
After talking to her for about an hour and a half, Sister Wood invited me to meet with her and her companion (Mormon Missionaries always go in pairs)
I met with them the very next day, they gave me a copy of the Book of Mormon. I started reading it. I like to correlate things to every thing. And it was AWESOME! I loved reading the Book of Mormon (and still do).
It says on the book itself Another Testament of Jesus Christ...so really important.
It elaborates everything that the Bible is telling...However, of the things that I've learned in my Hebrew Scriptures class...there are parts of the Bible that are just horrible. Especially in the Old Testament, it portrays God as someone you should fear...Not very comforting, right?
And then, It just kinda clicked for me...We met a bunch of times after that (which I'll explain later), that maybe Mormonism is for me.
So...This is not even close to all of me...but you'll get to know me. :)
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