Hi I'm Lance
I grew up in small town Utah. I'm an adrenaline Junky. I'm a mama's boy. I'm a Mormon.
I grew up in a small town in Utah. I graduated 2008 with 90 in my class. I had a ball in high school i was on the football team. During the summers I was a lake rat. My family had a boat we would take it out almost every day. Seeing how high I could launch on a wake board was what I lived for. During the winter with the boat in the gauge and ice on the lake, I love the mountain I love to snowboard. We would leave where I lived around six in the morning to be the first on the lifts and wouldn't stop tell it was closing time. I grew up in an average family three of us kids’ mom and dad until something happened that changed our lives forever. I lost my father to a Heart failure. I was 11yrs, my brother 16yrs and my sister 6yrs old. That experience has shaped who I am today and strengthen my faith in God. My Mother 3 years later found a nice guy. He put his three kids and our three kids and made a big happy family. I'm currently serving a full-time mission in the mid-west and loving it.
Why I am a Mormon
I was born in to a Mormon family. My Mom side of the family I know has been members of the church for over 5 generations. Like most Latter-day Saint children I was kind of hanging on to my mother’s shirt tails. I didn’t ask too many questions, from church every week to youth group weekly. Like a lot of people there comes a time when your beliefs are challenged and your faith in Jesus Christ is tested. I think this came as an aftershock of the death of my father. It wasn't until I felt like I really needed him that I really felt that he was gone. I remember it was about my freshmen year in high school that I started to feel that emptiness of not having him in my life. So many challenges come to you in that part of your life new school, new teachers, new friends your childhood is over. The influence of Drugs, Alcohol becomes all the more apparent. I started hanging out with the wrong people. Before I knew it I turned my back on the church what I believed. I was oblivious of what I was doing I was just doing what I wanted to do. It was all about me I was determined to prove everyone wrong. But the whole time I was just trying to feel a hole that I had in my heart, of not having my father with me. I used the parties to hide I was not able to face reality I got to my worst point. Where I felt lost I was about to graduate in 3 months and reality was coming to get me if I liked it or not. I slumped into a depression I felt like I didn't even know if God was even there. I remember one night where I watched a movie called finding faith in Christ. I remember just watching it and felt all the guilt for all the things that I had done. I remember just crying for it seemed like hours. Then I felt like this undeniable feeling of warmth and comfort come over me. I felt if Jesus Christ himself was there putting his had his arms around me. That is the moment that I knew that Jesus Christ is real and he really did suffer and die for me. I than was overcome with a feeling of Joy and Happiness that I had never before experienced. I continue to feel that as I Read the Scriptures as I go to church and as I share that with everyone that I can. The healing power of the Atonement is used as we Repent and come unto him. I felt that, I never want to let this feeling go. Come taste of the goodness that this message has to offer. I love this Church, I love my Savior.
How I live my faith
I have taken two years out of my life to serve as a full-time missionary. I'm the guy that you think are crazy knocking doors, riding my bike, walking the streets. I gave up my snowboard for scriptures, my wet suit for a business suite. We had a guy come up to me last week and tell me as if I hadn't thought of it before he said "you know you don't have to do this?" I love being a missionary I get a chance to see people change their life to come closer with Jesus Christ. There is nothing I would have rather done for two years. After so long on your mission people say "isn't it hard to give... such and such thing up." to me that doesn't even register. It’s worth every dime every minute I've never felt so close to my Heavenly Father. I know how the Saviors feet must have hurt after a long day of doing miracles. It brings a new frame of mind you see the world as it really is and what it can become. My opinion is you get to see it as the Heavenly Father wants it to be, nothing better than being a missionary.