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Hi I'm Rob

I'm a kid at heart. I'm a high school Spanish teacher. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I was born in Mississippi. When I was five, my family moved to California. After high school I went to Puerto Rico as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I fell in love with the people in Puerto Rico and the Spanish language. I am now a high school Spanish teacher. I am married to my best friend and have three wonderful children. In my spare time, I like to go bike riding, read, watch movies, play ball with my dogs, or play games (Risk is a long-time favorite) with family and friends. Every chance I get, I also like to get into a game of Ultimate Frisbee. One of my favorite quotes expresses much of why I decided to become a teacher. Although it is mainly about a parent’s influence, it also pertains to teachers (after all, parents are fundamentally teachers): “Our children take their flight into the future with our thrust and with our aim. And even as we anxiously watch that arrow in flight and know all the evils that can deflect its course after it has left our hand, nevertheless we take courage in remembering that the most important mortal factor in determining that arrow’s destination will be the stability, strength, and unwavering certainty of the holder of the bow.” (Jeffrey R. Holland)

Why I am a Mormon

I was raised in an LDS family, but until I was about 18-19 years old, I didn't really think about "why" I was a Mormon. For some reason, I started to feel that I had to find out for myself if all the things I had been taught as a child were true. I found an old copy of the Book of Mormon and began reading it every night. The more I read it, the more I began to feel a need to ask if it was true. One night, the feeling to pray and ask came so strong, that I went into my backyard to pray. I don't remember ever having prayed like this before. Of course, growing up in an LDS family it's pretty difficult to not pray, but I never put my heart into it. It was just something you did in church. This time however, I wanted to know. I needed to know. I remember looking up into the stars and just talking to my Father in Heaven. Looking back, He must've been so happy to hear from me again and that I was looking for him. As I prayed, I felt what I can only describe as a huge emotional and spiritual hug. I knew that my prayer had been heard and I heard a voice inside my heart saying that all that I had been taught as a child was true. I didn't need a bolt of lightening or a clap of thunder, I already knew. When I felt/heard that voice and thought about where it must've come from, I wept openly, knowing that I did indeed have a father in heaven that was so grateful that I had sought him out. It's only now, as a father myself, that I have even the smallest of idea of what my Heavenly Father must have felt as he saw me get on my knees that night so long ago in my backyard.

How I live my faith

I love to see people for who they really are. Each day, I try to remember who I am: a child of a heavenly father that loves me and knows me by name. I try to see beyond the day-to-day noise and focus on things that really matter: my family and being a good example to others.

What is a “testimony” that Mormons speak of?

To me, a testimony is a personal witness that I have had telling me that a particular part of the gospel or all of it is true. It is a conviction of the soul that runs deeper than any outward sign. It is when spirit talks to spirit and doubts flee. Show more Show less