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Hi I'm Leah

I'm a homeschooling mama, a wife, a bookworm, and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I'm living a crazy life as a stay-at-home mom with two lively boys, ages 3 and 6. While I long for less clutter and cleaner floors, the snuggles and giggles more than make up for it. I like to bake and hate to cook. One of my greatest pleasures is reading. Though I limit myself because of my tendency to become so engrossed in books that I neglect my children, which results in wild, animal-like behavior. My favorite story is Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. I like to think of my own dear husband, Jon, as my "Mr. Darcy." I greatly misunderstood his character when I first met him. But the more I came to know and understand him the more my regard for him grew until one day we found ourselves engaged to be married. I adore my husband and children and couldn't ask for better.

Why I am a Mormon

I was raised in the gospel by loving parents. Evidence that I did indeed belong to the true church of Jesus Christ was all around me in the experiences and examples of my parents. But I struggled to understand how I fit in the gospel. I was taught throughout my youth that Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ were no respecter of persons and that they loved everyone. I believed it of everyone else, but I had difficulty truly accepting it as a reality for myself. During my teenage years I tried to find a place of belonging elsewhere, outside of the gospel. At the end of my quest I found no refuge, only misery. At the age of 16, I repented and turned my heart back to the gospel of Jesus Christ, but I still felt of my lack of faith and weakness in my testimony. In my confusion, I decided to pray to know that the Book of Mormon was true. As I prayed and asked about the Book of Mormon, a thought occurred in my mind. I knew that it was a thought planted by the Holy Ghost. The thought was, "You are asking the wrong question. You already know the Book of Mormon is true." In an instant I could see clearly what my testimony lacked. So I asked very simply, "Heavenly Father, do you love me?" The answer was powerful and undeniable. A feeling of love flooded my mind, heart, and whole being. I then understood that Jesus Christ and Heavenly Father love me with a greater love than I can comprehend. Armed with the knowledge that this gospel is true and that Heavenly Father's love for me is real, I was fully converted and I have never looked back.

How I live my faith

When Jon and I decided to expand our family I expected the process to be easy. However, over the course of 2 1/2 years we went through 2 miscarriages, 3 surgeries, a successful 3rd pregnancy that required 3 months of bed rest, with 2 of those months spent living in the hospital, followed by induced labor with a hemorrhage, and ending with an emergency c-section and a miracle baby! The real trials came when I left my tiny jaundice baby at the hospital to return home. That very night my husband had a mild stroke at the age of 34. We were very blessed to have loved ones who were willing to step in and take care of us. It was a blessing that the stroke had no impact on Jon's career. I felt so blessed that I expected things to settle down quickly. But the entire year that followed proved to be arduous. Jon regained all of his abilities quickly, but he became exhausted easily. This state of exhaustion was stressful with a new baby. A bitterness seeped in. I stopped seeing the blessings. I started to only see the trials. I remember a Sunday school lesson Jon and I attended. The instructor talked about not just enduring our trials, but enduring them well, with faith in Jesus Christ. Jon and I talked that night about how, looking back, we could see that we endured with bitterness and complaining. We did not endure well. We had lacked faith and gratitude for the blessings that Heavenly Father had given us through our trials. We resolved that we would do better. And inevitably new trials came. Our gratitude for our blessings is what helps us through difficult times. When we put our faith in the Lord and offer our gratitude for his blessings, we endure well. For me, living my faith, means enduring my daily trials well, with a steadfast faith in Christ; always relying on him and following his example through love and service for others.