The Lord has truly blessed me with wonderful relationships that have helped me grow into the person I am today. I’m grateful for my parents who taught me to be a good person and for my paternal grandmother who has always been a true lady and an example of love and patience. I’m thankful for a friend, April, who lived across the street from me and who invited me to go to church with her, even though I turned her down many times. I’m grateful for ward leaders who kept my parents informed about enrolling in seminary, and for an amazing Young Women’s leader, Sister Hanson, whom I credit for being the biggest influence on my activity in the Church at that time in my life at 14-15 years old. I’m thankful for church leaders, seminary teachers, and for my dear friends who have influenced me for good. And, of course, I can’t forget my dear, dear husband and children for loving and supporting me and keeping the faith. They all teach me so much about life, love, and eternal perspective. I’m deeply grateful for the people who have been placed in my life’s path to help me be who I am.
The following is a little more details about my background prior to my conversion to the gospel of Jesus Christ.
I grew up in a home with little religious discussion. My parents both came from an LDS (aka mormon) background, but they had decided to not live the gospel before I was born. I learned bit by bit about the gospel through my paternal grandmother and my good neighbor friend. I was baptized a member at nine years old, but I did not always have the support at home nor the desire to attend often at that time.
When I was about eight or nine years old, I fell into a local mountain canyon river during the June run-off. Thanks to God, my little brother was with me and told the adults of my falling in. My father and uncle were able to pull me from the river exhausted but unharmed. After returning home from the incident, I had told the story to an adult neighbor. She said that God must have saved me for something. I have reflected back on that moment often. I realized that God did save me from that river for a reason. I did have a mission, and I needed to fulfill it.
As a fifteen year old youth, I attended church sporadically, and with the blessing of a wonderful youth leader and my seminary classes, I began to attend more often. As I learned more and more about the gospel the more I wanted to know. I saw how my parents and brothers lived without the gospel and also how faithful families lived with the gospel in their lives. I recalled how I had felt and lived without a faith in Christ or the guidance of the Spirit compared to my life with the Savior influencing me for good. I decided that I wanted to live with the Gospel of Jesus Christ in my life. I never wanted to go back to not having the Lord be a part of my life’s journey.
As I have searched and prayed, I have had opportunities and people come into my life that have benefited me. I see my Heavenly Father’s hand in my life daily, and I am so grateful for my testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ is my Savior, and I am so grateful every day for His love and guidance.