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Hi I'm Jeff

I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I am married to my best friend, a father of four and grandfather of a 20-month old girl who pretends to call me from her mother's cell phone during church. ("Hi, Papa. At church. Yeah. Bye.") I own my own business as a marketing consultant and work with clients on how to focus and direct their businesses. I have served as a member of the community arts commission, chamber of commerce and a few school groups. I've coached creative kids and have been a Cub Scout and Boy Scout leader (both of my sons were Eagle Scouts). I play the violin. I've played in the community orchestra and sung in the community choir. I wrote a Christmas song over 20 years ago for a church event and have made it an annual hobby. I've also written in a personal journal almost every day since November 4, 1984. (My oldest daughter was five months old and I feared I had forgotten too many things about her life.) I have over 7,500 pages of journal entries so far. My handwriting is pretty bad. I used to be prematurely grey, now I guess I'm just regular grey. I use that line a lot.

Why I am a Mormon

I was impressed with a young family that moved in across the hall from my apartment. I took them a bottle of wine to "welcome them to the neighborhood." Politely, they told me that they didn't drink wine. So the next night, I brought them a bottle of Coke as a joke. They again refused the gift. I walked across the hall, grabbed some milk from the fridge and returned. A friendship formed. Later, at dinner in their home, they asked if I would like to know more about their church. They introduced me to the missionaries. I was not the best "investigator." One night, I decided that I would tell them that I no longer wanted to meet. But I remembered their encouragement to pray to know whether the things they taught were true. I sat in my car and said, "I don't know if you are there. I don't know if this is true. But I am going to go into this home and tell them that I am no longer interested, so if you are there, and there is something you want me to learn or do, this would be a good time to say something." I didn't receive an answer, so I went inside. As the missionaries taught, the room seemed to get warm and fill with light. I felt the warmth in my heart. I didn't know what it was at the time, but it grew stronger and more pleasant and I realized that in fact, my Heavenly Father was there, that he had heard my prayer, had given me an answer and that there was a work for me to do. I just knew. And I knew that I could not turn back.

How I live my faith

I believe that to learn to understand the Savior, you should strive to live your life in a way that's in accordance with the Savior's teachings. Someone once suggested to me that you should never turn down an opportunity to serve. In my church, I've been able to serve as a bishop for our congregation and as a leader for a congregation of hearing impaired church members. I have taught 5 year olds, been a Cub Scout and Boy Scout leader, worked with the missionaries and written songs for annual young women's camps. Once, our family was asked to sing for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir in a hotel lobby when they came to town for a concert. I have the opportunity now to work in the LDS temple in Detroit Michigan with my wife. We drive from our home north of Grand Rapids Michigan (about a 330 mile round trip) twice a month. It has been one of the most beautiful experiences of my life and the long car ride has become an anticipated "date" for the two of us. Participation in the church gives you the opportunity to make friends with people that you may never have met otherwise, in ways that you may never have expected. I have walked the streets of the city all night with a friend that needed company, tried to learn sign language to communicate with deaf friends, helped people move, find keys, give rides or comfort through illness or tragedy. I think I've learned something from each experience. When I serve, I feel a little closer to my Heavenly Father.