Not Bitterness—Just Longing for Him

🕊️ Not Bitterness—Just Longing for Him

When Truth Feels Like a Wound

Sometimes when you share the truth, people pull back.

They say, “You sound bitter,”

or “You’re tearing things down.”

I get it.

For many of us, our religion is like a warm blanket.

It gives us family, purpose, belonging.

So when something shakes that blanket—

when history doesn’t line up,

when scriptures whisper something different than we’ve been taught—

it feels like an attack.

And the heart reacts:

“It can’t be the Church that’s wrong…

it must be you that’s angry.”

But it’s not anger.

It’s not bitterness.

It’s a longing.

A Longing for Honesty

“I wouldn’t call it bitterness,” I tell them.

“More like a deep longing for honesty,

for us all to return to the simple truths Christ taught.”

Because that’s what I care about most—

not proving anyone wrong,

not tearing anyone down,

but lifting our eyes higher…

to Him.

The scriptures say it best:

📖 “Come unto Christ, and be perfected in Him.” (Moroni 10:32)

📖 “My grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me… then will I make weak things become strong unto them.” (Ether 12:27)

📖 “The Lord esteemeth all flesh in one; he that is righteous is favored of God.” (1 Nephi 17:35)

📖 “Draw near unto the Peacemaker, and His Spirit will be in you, and you shall be a light to many.” (Tsihohnayah Ahkehkthihm 14:22)

Why I Can’t Stay Silent

The prophets of old felt it too—

Samuel the Lamanite,

Abinadi,

even Moroni.

I’m not a prophet—just a simple follower of Christ.

But I understand a little of what they felt:

that urge to speak plainly,

not out of anger,

but out of love.

This is not bitterness.

This is love.

Love for the Savior,

and love for His people.

And Oh, How Blessed I Am!

Because here’s the miracle—

even in the wrestling, even in the sorrow—

I have found Him.

He is my joy, my song, my peace.

He walks with me daily.

I feel His love deeper than I ever have.

So no, I’m not bitter.

I am free.

I am blessed.

I am alive in Christ.

“The joy of the Lord is your strength.” (Nehemiah 8:10)

And this morning, my heart is full to bursting.

Jesus lives, and that’s all that matters.

🙏 A Prayer

“Lord, thank You for waking me up to Your love. Thank You for showing me my weakness and then making me strong through Your grace. Help me speak only with love, even when the truth is plain. Bless every heart who reads this to feel Your Spirit—not fear, not anger, but hope. Lead us back to You, Lord Jesus. You are enough. Always.”

💬 Your Turn

Have you felt Him pulling you closer lately?

Not to an institution, not to a system—

but to Himself?

Drop a comment or whisper a prayer today.

He hears. He loves. He’s calling you still.