Hi I'm David
I am a public servant, a writer of youth and children's fiction, I have been a Boy Scout for 40 years. I am a Mormon.
When I was six years old and my brother was eight my mother became a Cub Scout den mother. By the time my younger brother turned 12 and we all had graduated into Boy Scouts mom had been a den mother for eight years. When I was 16 I moved from Colorado to Northern Alberta, in Canada. I spent my high school summers as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. At the age of 19 I went to Uruguay to be a missionary full time for two years. While there I learned Spanish and have since used it to support myself. In College I followed the fruit harvest as a migrant interpreter for orchards and government offices in the Western United States. Thirty years ago I married. My wife and I have raised six children and now have 19 grandchildren. I have always dreamed of being able to help my fellowmen. After graduating from the University of Lethbridge in Alberta, Canada I returned to the Western United States and began working for the government in public assistance. In my career I have been able to provide food, money and medical assistance to those in need while arranging training and education for them to become self sufficient. My dream of helping my fellowmen has become a reality.
Ira Ames, my fourth great grandfather met the prophet Joseph. Ira knew that Joseph Smith was a good and honest man. Ira knew that Joseph Smith was a man who had talked to God - that he was a prophet. Ira taught his children that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints was Gods church on earth. Each generation received these teachings, tested them for themselves and taught them to the next generation. As a young man my father claimed to believe that there was no God. When my oldest sister was born and my mother nearly died my father needed a God. When the Lord granted my father his request that my mother and sister to live my father promised to find the truth and follow it. His search took him back to his roots and the things which had been handed down through the generations. My father taught me and I tested his words. Before I was 18 I had read the Bible, both The Old and The New Testament. At that age I had also read The Book of Mormon and all the other works which the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints publishes as scriptures. As I read the scriptures I prayed for understanding. I knew that the teachings in these books were true. When I finished reading them all I had to decide if those truths which I had learned were what I wanted in my life. I prayed and fasted for guidance and received a feeling of calmness and joy. I knew that I wanted to have that feeling for the rest of my life. I knew that the only way I could have it was by accepting the answer I had received through prayer. I choose to follow my ancestors by following the Lord
When I was fourteen I started 'Home Teaching'. I went with an older white haired man to visit three or four families that went to church with us. We visited these families every month and discussed themes from the Bible and the Book of Mormon. We also would always ask about their physical welfare. About that same time I started playing the organ in church for the priesthood meetings. My home teaching companion was the chorister. Since priesthood is only attended by the men and boys it didn't seem to matter to much that I couldn't play well, or that my companion's only qualification to lead the music was his enthusiasm. Now 40 years later I still play the organ for priesthood. I have not become a great organist but I have learned the sacred songs, or hymns that we sing in the church. Often throughout the day the music which I have practiced will come into my head. Sometimes I will wake up with words such as "Jesus the Very thought of thee with sweetness fills my breast" already running through my mind. I still go home teaching. I am a gray haired man looking after the spiritual and physical welfare of four families. I have learned a lot about caring for people in the last 40 years. Some of the people I have home taught have become my closest friends. I have grown fond of their children and grandchildren. My home teaching companion is a boy still in High School. He has been trying to learn how to lead music. With him as the chorister and myself as the organist the singing in priesthood is not a lot different than it was 40 years ago.