I was raised as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. My mother’s family were converts right before she was born and my father became a member when he was 18 . When I was a child, I didn’t have a testimony of the gospel. I grew up mormon and I didn’t necessarily want to be because it made me different. I went along with it anyway, since that’s what my parents wanted of me. I didn’t have any “proof” that there was a God and that he even knew who I was.
When I was around the age of 14, I had an experience that completely changed me. I had gone to a camp called EFY(Especially For Youth) with one of my good friends Taylor, at BYU. One night as I knelt on my bed to pray, I remembered a lesson that had been taught that day. In that lesson, we were asked to pray so that we could find out for ourselves if the Book of Mormon was true or not. So with a humble heart I prayed to know. Tears started streaming down my face, but I didn’t feel sad or anything I actually felt calm. The next day during our scripture study part of the day I had opened my scriptures to Doctrine and Covenants 6:22 which says ” Verily, Verily, I say unto you, if you desire a further witness, cast you mind upon the night that you cried unto me in your heart, that you might know concerning the truth of these things.” That scripture made me realize that the spirit had testified to me that the Book of Mormon was true. This tender experience helped me come to a full realization that I truly am a daughter of God and that he knows and loves me.
After that I had a lot of different experiences that have helped me to gain a testimony of different things taught in the gospel but I think that this one opened the door to the others.