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Hi I'm Wendi Rowan

I love life! I love motherhood! I'm a Mormon.

About Me

In college I changed my major five times. All I really wanted to do when I grew up was to be a "Mother". I graduated, traveled around the country working with my husband, experienced success in many worldly ways, and yet I longed to be a mother. Twelve years of marriage and no babies -- the doctors unsure of how to help. We prayed with all our hearts for the blessing of motherhood and fatherhood. We believed in the eternal nature of families and we wanted to have one. We exercised our faith in the Lord, and then watched His miraculous hand as He blessed us with four baby daughters, one at a time, through adoption. I am certain of God's hand in bringing them to our family. More than once in moments of despair and longing, I felt His whisperings, "Trust me, Wendi, I know what I'm doing". I do trust in God, I always have! And I thank Him for the privilege of life and motherhood!

Why I am a Mormon

At 19, my mother joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. She and my dad married in the Manti, Utah temple. That was the beginning of an eternal family unit that is expanding to this day. I was one of seven children raised in a home where we were taught to believe in God, that He is the loving Father of our spirit bodies. I was taught to believe in Jesus Christ, that He is the Only Begotten Son of the True and Living God, and the Savior and Redeemer of all mankind. And I was taught that the Holy Ghost is a personage of Spirit, who can whisper truth to us. One night, when I was about ten, I recall feeling the "whisperings" of the Spirit for myself. My dad was teaching our family about Heavenly Father's great plan for us (where we lived before we were born, why we came here to earth, and where we would go when our turn on earth was over). I'd heard it before, but this night something was different. It was like I could "remember" it. In my mind and heart came this thought, "Wendi, you already know this--you heard it long before you came here." I was certain what my dad was teaching was true! Those simple teachings are part of the Lord's true restored church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints -- different than any other. We believe and testify to all the world that Jesus Christ has restored His church to the earth through the prophet Joseph Smith. The Lord's true church is organized as it was anciently with prophets, apostles, and with His authority or "priesthood" power given to man. I know the Book of Mormon to be a tangible witness of the truthfulness of the restoration. I know this is the church of Jesus Christ and testify that He leads this great work.

How I live my faith

After our recent move to Arizona, I began to pray that our family could find someone to serve or love. We wanted our daughters to have that joyful feeling that comes when we reach outside ourselves to love others as Jesus did. I soon met a very elderly woman out walking with her son. I learned she lived in a group care home just a few houses away from ours. I felt this was an answer to my prayer. One Sunday afternoon, we walked over, unannounced, to visit and sing to five sweet women and two caretakers. We felt the Spirit as we sang and visited. We've become good friends in the last two months. One woman had a stroke, lost her ability to speak, and then passed away. My girls were touched by this ''real' experience with a 'real' person. We were all in tears trying to sing to her one night when she was home from the hospital before she passed away. We used to be able to talk with her, she would even sing along with some of our songs, but now she could only shed a tear while we sang. As a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I'm simply trying to be like Jesus -- far from perfect at it -- but consciencely working at it with all my heart! One caretaker has been curious about our church. We've answered many questions for her. Last week, she stopped at my house, unannounced, to let me know she would be returning to her home in Nairobi, Kenya. We were both sad. I shared with her a copy of the Book of Mormon and invited her to listen to the missionaries in Kenya. She was happy to receive it. I felt the Lord brought us together. Trying to be like Jesus is how I live my faith. It brings me joy!