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Hi I'm Merena

I grew up in a part-member family. I have 5 kids. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I was blessed to grow up with a built-in best friend, my identical twin sister. She lives two hours away, and our children are also very close--more like siblings than cousins. I met my husband while living at home between my two years at Ricks College, which is now BYU-Idaho. We have 5 children and 3 grandchildren, and another granddaughter is due in April '11. They have brought us a great deal of joy. Life has been very good to us! I decorated cakes and sold them from my home for 15 years, so I have mostly been a stay-at-home mom. I love to bake, read, crochet, go camping, and spend time with my family.

Why I am a Mormon

I have my mom to thank for this. She married a nonmember as a teenager at a time in her life when she was rebelling against the church. My dad is a wonderful man, but he has never had any interest in becoming a member. His mother was a staunch Roman Catholic, and she went to my mom when my older siblings were still very young and asked if she could take them to her church, saying that children need a religion in their lives. My mom told my grandma that if the kids were going to any church, they would go to hers, and she became active again. All four of us were baptized in the L.D.S. church at the age of eight. She faithfully took us to church by herself for all the years that we lived at home. Although my dad strongly disagreed with her choices, he loves us enough to let us live as we choose. I respect his agency, as well, but I will never give up hope that we can be united as an eternal family!

How I live my faith

It has been almost 6 years ago that my bishop asked me to be the compassionate service leader in our ward. My responsibilities include organizing meals and help for those who are having difficulties in their lives, whether it be from illness, surgery, loss of a job, or the death of a loved one. Many, many volunteers give of their time and means to serve those who are less fortunate, and they do so enthusiastically and without complaint. As I see the sacrifices that are made, my heart is always full to overflowing with gratitude for the love these Christ-like neighbors and friends have for each other. They give of themselves quietly and without fanfare. I am blessed to be in a position where I can observe what others never know.