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Hi I'm Mary

I am a passionate Mom, an aspiring Social Worker, and a hesitant runner. And I'm a Mormon.

About Me

My husband and I met as children, as we attended the same LDS congregation. He likes to say that I would give him googoo eyes from across the room in Sunday school. If he tells you this, don't believe him. There may have been some of that going on in our teen years, but we didn't openly talk to each other about our attraction until we were both around 19 years old. We both were preparing to leave on missions at the time. He went on his, while I attended college and then spent some time volunteering in an orphanage in Guatemala. Less than a year after I returned to the states from that trip, I left on my mission to Buenos Aires, Argentina. Few experiences in my life match the joy, learning, and growth I experience while serving others, and my two serving-abroad periods were beautiful examples to me of how much I really am capable of doing to help others. My then-boyfriend returned home from his mission a year before I returned from mine. When we both were together again, it didn't take long for us to decide that we wanted to be best friends forever. In July 2011, we were married in the temple in San Diego, California (or, as my friends growing up used to say, "the princess castle off the freeway"). We subsequently moved to Utah, where we are now raising our children, while attending school and preparing for whatever Heaven has in store for us as we continue in this new stage of life. We pray that our children will live rich, blessed lives as we were (and are) privileged to do.

Why I am a Mormon

I grew up in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. When I was about 14 years old, I craved my own personal assurance that it was the right and true church of God. The night before I was to head off on a camping trip for other young girls of the Church, I knelt to know if all the camps, talks/sermons, activities, and such were worth it: was there really a God and did He organize all these things? Did He put a church on earth? But especially poignant in my mind was the question, "Are you there?" As I sat there in the darkness, an overwhelming power settled in my heart, that I can only describe as pure love expressed in a Fatherly embrace. No physical arms surrounded me, that I could see anyway, but I felt a tremendous love. That love was expressed so simply though. So unmistakably. Just like a hug! It is increasingly difficult to be a member of the church, and I find it very disheartening that many people hear that I'm LDS and quickly assume I am conservative, or even a bigot, or...whatever else fits a media-enriched stereotype of what it is to be "Mormon." Despite the political pressures, social satire, and other struggles, however, I remain true to the church because, ultimately, it is true. I heard someone say recently, "The church is only as true as the gospel." My life, my family, and the salvation of my soul are not things I take lightly. I would not gamble them on something I did not believe. I have spent countless hours praying, studying, and experiencing the principles of the gospel, and I consistently feel the same answer: it is the truth. I came from God, and through Jesus Christ's intervention, I will return to God. He established the Church in order to instruct me sufficiently to be able to make the journey home. As I have lived what the LDS Church teaches, I have never--EVER--been led astray. The gospel is true, and the LDS Church is true. God has been true to me, and I will remain true to Him, come what may.

How I live my faith

Every morning, as I drive to my internship, I recite to myself the Young Women theme: "We are daughters of our Heavenly Father who loves us and we love Him..." I want to be able to interact with the women to whom I provide therapy, while remembering who they really are, and who I really am. I believe that God sends His Spirit to guide me in every aspect of my life. I also believe He does so on an "as needed" basis, and that sometimes, He just wants me to figure things out for myself. So, at times, I stumble and make the "Whoa!" mistakes; at other times, I succeed and have the "Aha!" revelations. I love being able to review all my experiences, good or bad, with my Father in Heaven. I pray to Him formally at the beginning and end of each day. I also speak with Him, nearly constantly throughout the day. Prayer is my life. I pray for myself, I pray for my husband, I pray for my children, I pray for my neighbors, friends, my dog, people in the world, and just about everyone and everything imaginable. I have found that in addition to using prayer to communicate with my Father in Heaven, I can read scriptures to feel His presence and learn of Him and His Son. There is no better combination in the world for gaining spiritual strength and vision that that of prayer and scripture study. My other favorite way to live my faith is by attending the temple. God's Spirit floods every room of that sacred house, and enters my heart with the kind of peace that calms me even at the most stressful times of my life. The temple is known as a "house of learning." I know that I have felt my heart and soul grow in wisdom and understanding, as I have studied, prayed, and reflectively meditated within the serene walls of the temple. Whether it's on the car ride to work, in peaceful moments at home, or by attending formal church services, when I actively try to live my faith, I am a happier, kinder, more loving and grounded person. I love it!