Signs and wonders

I recently read 3 Nephi 1, in the Book of Mormon. This took place right before Jesus Christ was born. It talks about how many of the people did not believe that Christ would come as the prophets had said. Many said that nobody could know for sure that He would come. There were some... Continue Reading →

Jacob Gates and Oliver Cowdery

My great-great-great grandfather Jacob Gates knew Oliver Cowdery and the Prophet Joseph Smith personally. He saw Joseph Smith on his horse heading to Carthage, IL before the martyrdom.  Here is a cool story about him talking to Oliver before his death. "Testimony of Jacob Gates. My father, Jacob Gates, while on his way to England,... Continue Reading →

Pioneer Day Lessons

Pioneer Day is celebrated in Utah on July 24th every year commemorating the arrival of the Mormon pioneers into the Salt Lake Valley in 1847.   This year I am 47 years old and I have been joking that these are my days of 47. In the traditional sense I do have a rich pioneer heritage,... Continue Reading →

Double Vision

Last week in Elders Quorum class, (a Sunday church class for the men in the ward/congregation),  the teacher asked the question "What would you do if you only had one day left to live?" It was based on a General Conference talk by Elder Godoy, titled "One More Day."  We all gave different answers. Someone... Continue Reading →

Home in the Pacific Northwest

It's official. We are residents of the Pacific Northwest! We now call Port Angeles, Washington home. It's been a whirlwind. Pretty much ever since we decided to move to Port Angeles to be closer to my wife's parents, every free minute has been fixing things at home, taking things to the Deseret Industries (similar to... Continue Reading →

Fading away

I grew up in the 80's and Marty McFly was a household name. He was the main character played by Michael J. Fox in the hit movie Back to the Future. There is a scene where a picture of him of him and his siblings start fading because it looks like history has been changed, and his parents might not get together.

What Easter means to me personally

When I was young, Easter was all about the Easter egg hunt the Saturday before Easter up the street next to the Lions Club. They may have sponsored it, I can't recall. I remember that we'd see a lot of neighbors there and other kids from school. It was a big event and there were a lot of kids. I had a basket in hand and I wanted some eggs!

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