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Hi I'm Emilee!

Naturally: curly, chipper, and chocolate-loving. I would sleep outside every night just to watch the stars. I'm Mormon!

About Me

I'm the second of six kids (I know!) and was raised on a small hobby farm in northeast Washington state, but I've always called myself a Montana girl. I love school and working with people, but I find true joy when I'm outside, because "what are men to rocks and mountains?" (Pride and Prejudice) I believe that when we love ourselves for who we can become, we don't need to worry about comparing ourselves to others. My dream job is to be a non-profit organization consultant. So many people have great dreams of changing the world; I will empower them to accomplish the good they are called to do. I love to plan and be organized, but I love the messiness of human relationships. We have to choose to trust each other, and generally people live up to the expectations we have of them! Currently I'm a student at studying the English language and editing as well as non-profit management. My favorite job I've ever had is as a full-time gardener for my population 2000 hometown. I'm a volunteer tutor in an adult literacy program here in Provo, and I love it! I recently returned home from Chiapas, Mexico where I served a full-time mission for this church, and I loved it! There's nothing like seeing people begin to heal, and there's definitely nothing like handmade tortillas! I wish I could cook like the beautiful Mexican people I met; I'll keep working on it! I like running, yoga, volleyball, and water sports. I'm so excited for my first white Christmas in 3 years! I've missed the snow!

Why I am a Mormon

Well, I started out a Mormon because my parents are Mormons, honestly. But we all know that teenagers don't like to follow their parents just because, and I hit that point. Well, it happened more like this: Parents: (addressing the myriad of health issued that plagued me as a youth) We don't know what to do anymore. We've tried everything. We can't help you. Me: So...what am I supposed to do? Parents: It's up to you and Heavenly Father. The most important relationship you can ever have in this life is with Him. And we can't develop it for you. Me: Ok....I don't really know how to do that. Parents: Go talk to Him. Tell Him everything. How you feel, what you need, what you've been through, and what you want. Ask Him anything. Then, listen. So, readers, that's what I did. I remember kneeling on the old blue carpet in the basement bedroom I shared with my older sister and feeling sort of silly. I remember feeling hopeless. Like I had no other options. I chose to reach out to someone I was told would listen. It was like the feelings poured out as quickly as the tears and sobs. I felt so overwhelmed, too young to have to deal with these problems alone. I don't know how long I knelt there but I reached inside and pulled everything out and put it on display for Heavenly Father to see. Why is this happening to me? What should I do? What do You want from me? Are my parents right? Are You there? Is the Book of Mormon Your book? Do You have a prophet now? And then I waited. Because I didn't know what to expect. A voice? A dream? But I felt a pinprick of light. Light, because my attention was immediately drawn to it. I recognized it, but I had forgotten about it. And as I focused on that Light inside, it grew and grew and I realized it was love and I felt filled. I began to heal. I now know God lives and loves me. He still speaks to His children, and has called a prophet. The Book of Mormon is true. And He continues to heal me, inside and out, every single day.

How I live my faith

When I was a freshman in college, I had a hard time adjusting. I remember feeling so depressed, because even though the majority of the people around me were friendly, I felt so alone. One day I had found a hiding place behind the stairs in the student center on campus and cried on the phone to my mother. Really, it wasn't a good hiding spot; I think I scared a few students. But one boy apparently heard me. He came back with a brownie, gave me a hug, and told me that everything was going to be OK. And I've never seen him since. That moment has become a defining one for me. I began to wonder how someone could become so genuine and unassuming. So I sought Christ and I've begun to feel slivers of change slip their way into my heart. Serving a mission helped me develop service techniques, but Christ teaches me to love in a way that the people who I meet want to know Christ, not me. In that moment I began my relationship with Christ, the Son of God, and accept His grace. Every day I seek to see people as people. Inherently, we know God sees us for who we can become, and it hurts when we are ignored and treated as less than worthy for a friendship or a simple human interaction. We are children of God and we don't have a limit on the hearts we can recognize as precious.

What is the Relief Society?

I've only been a member of the Relief Society for a very few years, but I love it! Don't get me wrong; it isn't the easiest organization to belong to. Not only do we reach out to those who are dealing with severe circumstances, but we strive to strengthen each other and maintain a high standard of personal values. I feel inspired, yet humbled, every time I contemplate my place in this group. I don't have incredible homemaking skills, nor do I have a degree, or many resources. But what every person has is love. This is not a belittling organization; it enlarges the soul. Giving of oneself to others is one of the most selfless acts one can participate in. The Relief Society has a specific goal: uplift, edify, strengthen and build. But the ways everyone can participate are as numerous as there are human beings. As a member of The Relief Society, I feel like a part of something bigger in which I can make a significant difference through who I am, as an individual, as a woman, as a daughter of God, and not simply through monetary support. Show more Show less