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Hi I'm Nathan

I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I love playing sports, especially gridiron, basketball, and volleyball. I love going camping as well and even skipped a few gridiron games to go on camping trips with my father. I am the second of ten kids, not all of whom are full siblings. My parents divorced when I was eight and my dad remarried, had some more kids, bringing the total to ten. Having so many siblings is a lot of fun. There is almost never a dull moment since somebody is always there for you to "hangout" with. I was raised in the Church and many of my ancestors were among the saints that traveled across the plains to Utah.

Why I am a Mormon

Growing up in the church has always been fun and interesting. You get all kinds of questions at school once they find out that your Mormon. Luckily for me, my best friend was at the same school and he was also on the gridiron team with me. We got a lot of questions, from genuine to way, way out in left field, from the other players. But the last place that I thought we would be talking about church things was on the bus rides to games. I usually tried to sleep on the bus to get some quick rest for the game and one time I was woken up because my friend was asked a question that he couldn't answer. From then on it became routine for us to be talking religion on the bus to and from games. One day I told them that I knew the Church was true and one of them asked me how I knew that it was true. I didn't have an answer, all I could say was, I knew. The game came and I forgot all about what had been said until I we got home. Then it really began to bother me that I wasn't able to give a reason as to how I knew it was true. For the rest of the night and all of Saturday and most of Sunday it was nagging me at the back of my mind. Then Sunday night I remembered that we had been taught that it was okay to live off of someone else's testimony, but eventually we would have to gain one of our own. I knew that that was what I needed to do. I went into my room and knelt by my brother's bed(mine was the top bunk). I then prayed and asked, begged and pleaded with my Heavenly Father to know if what I had been taught from childhood was true. I went through everything from The Book of Mormon and Joseph Smith to Temple work, I had to know if everything was true. Then I paused and waited for the answer to come. I then felt an overwhelming of the spirit, as if the warmest blanket had been put around my shoulders. I felt such powerful feelings of peace and joy and relief as I found out, directly from the source, that it was true.

How I live my faith

Many of my memories of the church have been from giving service. When my father was is charge of the men's group there were many times when we would help families move in or out. Every year we also had a large youth service project. We would go into a community and do a variety of things from graveling someone's yard to painting their house. I also remember going out with my grandfather to visit some of the families that we had been assigned to, one of which was the Bishop's family. I remember being fourteen years old and going to the Bishop's home to share with him and his family a spiritual message. It turned out a lot better than I thought it would and became one of my favorite families to visit. One of my favorites was early morning seminary. We would go every morning of the week during the school year and learn more about the scriptures from out wonderful teachers. It always seemed to make the day a lot more enjoyable having started off with something spiritual. Currently I am a full-time missionary in the Australia Brisbane Mission. I have the privilege of sharing with the people here about how God has a prophet on the earth again today, just as He did before.