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Hi I'm Randy

I'm a native Californian. I can waterski on my bare feet. I teach elementary school. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I am a teacher, an elementary school teacher, in fact. I've been in the classroom for nearly 25 years. I've spent most of it in the fourth grade. I love my job. There are few things more gratifying than seeing the "light go on" in the mind of someone else. I am a graduate of San Diego State University (Go, Aztecs!) and received my Masters from USIU a few years later. Since then I've been working in Ramona, a small town about 20 miles from my home. I am married to the girl who changed my life and was the spark for my testimony. We've been married since 1983. Each day has been better than the one before it when it comes to my marriage. I haven't always chosen well, but I did with her. We have five children, three older boys (all married now), and five daughters, if you count my sons' brides. My youngest daughter is attending BYU (Go, Aztecs?). I have four grandchildren. I think I was a pretty good father, but I'm the world's best grandpa. Just ask my grandkids. They are a tremendous blessing to my wife and I . She has alway thought that I was a bit immature, now that I have grandchildren, she knows I am. Our family loves to camp and waterski. We have always combined the two. I've taught all my kids (and soon theirs) how to ski, wakeboard, tube, and now, Airchair. When I was a teenager a friend taught me how to barefoot ski. I still do it occasionally, if only to prove to someone else that I can. I try to make every day for me the best day ever.

Why I am a Mormon

I was baptized in 1982. I was 22 years old. I remember night I decided I would enter the waters of baptism, my "Sacred Grove" experience, very clearly. For many years I had studied the church. I outlasted more than one set of missionaries. I'm sure there were many that prayed that I would know what was true and what was not. Still, after two and a half years, I didn't know until that night. I had suspected, but didn't know. And then all of a sudden, in the quiet of my room, I did. That night I had to know. Up to that time I was never a serious investigator. I was interested, but not committed to finding out. I may have even been afraid. What if it was true, then what? What would I have to give up? Would my relationship with my family and friends be affected? Maybe it was less of a "Sacred Grove" moment for me, and one more like Abraham and Isaac. My sister who had been baptized a few years earlier was asked to leave. But her desire to follow the whisperings of the Spirit were more powerful than her fear of setting aside the "traditions of her fathers." Was I willing to walk her path? I supposed being afraid was my biggest challenge. That night I had to make a choice. My girlfriend had tearfully said to me earlier, "Randy, I love you, but the man that marries me will do so for eternity, in the Temple. I need to know where you stand so we can either move forward, or move on." That was it. I had to know. So later that night, with a heart truly broken and contrite, I asked Him for the first time with a sincere desire to know, willing to do whatever I was asked to do, was the Savior's Church been restored again? Was the Book of Mormon the word of God? Did we have prophets on earth today? I asked it all. My answer came quickly. It flooded my whole body with a warmth that took me completely by surprise. It was undeniable. That moment changed my life. How grateful I am for a young woman who loved God and Jesus Christ more than she loved me.

How I live my faith

Being a Mormon isn't something I do, it's something I am. We are a "lay" church, which means that there are no paid ministers or workers. Because of this, God has given me great opportunities to serve others. I've taught Sunday school, seved as a youth leader, and spent a little over six years as the bishop of my congregation in Santee. A Mormon bishop is like a pastor. All the while, I've supported my family as a school teacher. I don't serve for a check, I serve because the Lord has asked me to. It's a beautiful thing, really. In my callings I've learned that to be a disciple of Jesus Christ one needs not only to believe, but to do. This is what the Savior did. His example is what I try to follow. I have to admit that my callings in the church have not been easy. Each opportunity to serve has stretched me far beyond what I thought I could do. The big lesson for me in all I've been called to do is this: we are all children of God, our Heavenly Father, who loves us so much that He sent His firstborn, Jesus Christ, to provide a way that we might return home to him. That's why I say "yes" each time my church leader calls me to do something else that seems way above my perceived abilities. I know that as long as I do all I can, my Father in Heaven and His son, Jesus Christ, will make up for what I may lack. It's way cool.