I was raised in the faith of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. My grandmother always had the Book of Mormon on the end table next to her chair so she could read it every day. It was well marked and worn. I saw her read it often. I had my personal copy... Continue Reading →
As I look through my pictures from my mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in France, each picture seems to have a story. I served from May 1991 to May 1993. I had so many amazing experiences. Sometimes you don't realize that something significant is happening when you are right in... Continue Reading →
My series continues as I share a few testimonies of the Book of Mormon from some of my family. As I had said in my previous blog posts, I had some family members who had written their testimonies of the Book of Mormon while I was a missionary in Southern France. These testimonies were given... Continue Reading →
My series continues today with another testimony of a family member. As I had said in the previous blog, some of my family members had written down their testimonies of the Book of Mormon while I was a missionary in France. These testimonies were given to me, I then translated them into French and hand-wrote... Continue Reading →
We have been reading in the Matthew in the New Testament in our Church studies. I just so happen to be reading in 3 Nephi 13 in my personal studies. The messages are similar. In Matthew Jesus is speaking to those in Israel, in the Sermon on the Mount. In 3 Nephi, he is speaking... Continue Reading →
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 →
A couple years ago, I was trying to light our propane BBQ and kept clicking on the ignite button. It wasn't working, so I turned off the gas and went to find a lighter. I came back with one of those long lighters, turned back on the gas, and started clicking the lighter. BOOM! It ignited and apparently there were gas fumes all over
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!