I wasn’t sure what faith was.
Dad says faith is believing something that is true but that I can’t see.
I can not see Jesus.
I know he’s real because Heavenly Father whispers to me in a still small voice.
If I made good choices all the time Jesus could visit our house, and I would be happy to see him.
For now, I need to have faith.
Faith helps me to follow Jesus and his prophets.
Faith helps me to make good choices, like being safe, being honest and being kind.
I know this Church is true, and I know that the scriptures are true.
I know that we can be a family together forever.
And I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.