I believe.

I didn't do a great job with General Conference last weekend. Partly because I have three children, and partly just because I didn't try that hard. Conference for me is a time to get excited about the gospel again, to feel the support and love of the General Authorities of the church, and to feel encouraged that I can be a better person. And I didn't get any of that - because I didn't try to. What I did get out of Conference, from the few talks I listened to, was that I need to try. To work every day to develop my testimony because it is going to be challenged. Because I will need to defend it. I will need to defend my Savior and Redeemer, Jesus Christ.

I do believe that Christ is my Savior. I know that I have a Heavenly Father who loves me. I know my family can be eternal and I am so grateful. I also know that I have a role in all of those things being true and I need to be more of a participator. Jesus Christ died for me, but what good does that do me if I don't utilize the Atonement in my life? How will I feel the love of my Father in Heaven if I don't strive to live as He has asked so that I am capable of feeing that love through the Holy Ghost? As the mother of my sweet children, how can I be sure of their place in my family in the eternities if I don't work hard every day to cultivate my testimony and bear it to them so they have a starting point to build their own?

So today, I am committing to try harder. To do better. Because I do believe.