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Hi I'm Jeina

I live in rural Nevada. My family provided a home to over 100 theraputic foster children. I have eight children. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

Hi my name is Jeina. If I could define myself in one word, it would be family. I am the oldest of nine children. I am the mother of eight children. As a young woman I didn't want to have children. I had my fill with my siblings. But soon after my marriage my heart was softened. I discovered that children are the heart of a family. In five short years, I found myself the mother of four vivacious children and I thought that was enough. The walls of our home were full. However, through the twists and turns of life, I found myself being drawn once again to children. This time the children were not my own, but those who needed a place of refuge from a world of uncertainty and pain. Foster care became a very integral part of my life. Fourteen years and one hundred-plus children later, our family had grown to include four more children. I am a redhead, strong willed and determined. I am a lover of the outdoors, four-wheelers, camping, fishing, hiking and stargazing. I am an adventurer in travels. I am the #1 fan of any sport my kids play. I am a homemaker. I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend....I am a Mormon.

Why I am a Mormon

I am a failing perfectionist. That is just all there is too it. I strive for perfection for myself, I expect perfection from myself. I was born a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I was raised in the gospel of Jesus Christ. From my birth I have accepted this to be truth, I never questioned. Until....I became a mother. My husband was working, fighting forest fires, one summer and gone for 21 days at a time. When he was home, he worked graveyards and weekends. Essentially leaving me to care for our children alone. I found myself taking three very young, active, loud, misbehaving, children to church alone. And I began to question my sanity. I could no longer live on my parents beliefs or the hang onto the shirttail of my husbands faith. I had to find out for myself if what I had always been taught was indeed what I believed. Several years later, I found myself in a different, yet similar dilemma. I had set out to accomplish something good and rightous. However, it was not happening in my time frame. My desires were not being met the way I had anticipated and prayed for. I soon decided that if God wasn't going to listen to my prayers, if He wasn't going to answer them they way I wanted them answered, then why pray. If He knew the desieres of my heart, but he was going to do things in His own way and time, then my prayers were in vain. So, I stopped praying. I didn't participate in family prayer, or personal prayer. I was boycotting my Heavenly Father. Can I just tell you, that was they blackest place I have ever been. It was a very scary feeling to cut off all contact with my Father who had given me all. Through my childish act of defiance, my loving Father showed me that even though I cound't see things from His perspective, He was indeed aware of me and my desires. He hadn't forgotten me. And even though I am a perfectionist, and I want things perfectly my way, sometimes my way isn't perfect. But His way is.

How I live my faith

I once heard somebody say, "I hate teenagers". I have pondered that statement for years. At one point, I became afraid of teenagers, after all, weren't they miserable and disobedient. Thankfully, I was quickly given the opportunity to bring wayward teens into my home. It didn't take long for me to learn to love these youth who were fumbling through life. With that opportunity came other opportunities to teach and serve the youth in our church. Other opportunities to coach and mentor youth through sports and activities have helped me gain a pure love for these kids. They are strong and determined. They are coach-able and eager to learn. They are hungry for guidance and direction, for boundaries and limits, for a friend and a listening ear. I live my faith with every breath I take. I have dedicated my life to my Savior Jesus Christ. Every decision I make, every activity I participate in reflects my love for my Savior. Now, don't get me wrong and don't put me on a pedestal of righteousness. I am human. I am a sinner, I am ornery, I am opinionated and headstrong. Remember, I am a redhead. But I strive to live a life of repentance, growth and progression. I have cried rivers of tears and stood atop mountains of joy. Every single day reminds me that I love my Father who has given me all, and I need my Savior who has made it possible for me to have all that He offers.