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Hi I'm Lynette

I am a wife, mother, and grandmother. I am under five feet tall and became a college graduate at age 52. I am a Mormon.

About Me

I am a wife, a mother of four, and a grandmother of eight. I recently became a university graduate, finishing the degree I put on hold for 25 years so I could be there for my children—at home, in their classrooms, supporting music lessons and sports, and caring for their medical needs, big and small. Those years were full of non-book learning that came through teaching and nurturing, including learning tracheostomy and I.V. care. My hobbies include music, reading, sewing, and math. I would rather give math tutoring to a friend or neighbor than do crafts, and I occasionally substitute teach in junior high or high school math classes. I dovetail grandmothering with piano playing by giving weekly piano lessons to three grandsons. I also dovetail grandmothering with reading through weekly telephone story time with out-of-state grandchildren.

Why I am a Mormon

My parents and ancestors laid the foundation of my church membership. My mother’s great-grandparents were among the Mormon pioneers who left England and settled Idaho. My parents married just before my father enlisted in the Army. My father studied the Book of Mormon while overseas in World War II and was baptized after his return. Their commitment to fully live this Gospel came a few years later, when they were expecting their first child and my father was called up to serve in the Korean War. At that point, they chose to become full tithe payers so they could go to the Temple and have their marriage sealed for eternity. Because of that choice and their continuing faithfulness in church activity, the truthfulness of this Gospel is all I have ever known. Unlike those who find The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints later in life, I neither had to search for it, nor face the dilemma of discovering truth lacking in my childhood religion. Yet, I wanted and needed my own testimony that this is the church established by Jesus Christ during his mortal ministry, restored to the earth through the Prophet Joseph Smith. I had set a goal to read the Book of Mormon by my 15th birthday. With 350 pages left in the final week, I read almost continually. It was exciting to learn the stories and events of these people. I never doubted anything I read, yet as I finished and prayed for a witness of its truth, I felt nothing different. During the next few years, as I continued to pray for a testimony, I began to recognize times when the Holy Ghost was testifying of truth in my heart. I realized I had felt that witness often in my youth and as I read the Book of Mormon. I had been like a fish in a bowl wanting to know what water feels like. I knew the Book of Mormon is true. It truly testifies that Jesus Christ is the Savior and Redeemer of the world and that this is His church. My testimony continues to grow as I feel the joy and peace of learning and living Christ’s gospel.

How I live my faith

Living the Gospel has taught me to serve others and volunteer in my community. I have volunteered in classrooms and tutor centers and accompanied school musicals and choirs. I coordinated an art masterpiece program and gave presentations in elementary classrooms. After my youngest son’s heart surgeries, I became a volunteer with Heart Line, giving support to other parents of children with congenital heart defects. I now serve as an Organ Donor Network volunteer, sharing my oldest son’s liver transplant story to encourage others to become donors. My church calls to serve have included teaching and leading children, youth and women. I have been given opportunities to write plays and organize conferences and service projects. Church callings have also enabled me to use and increase my musical talents as I learned to play the organ, direct and accompany choirs, and write choral arrangements. Church mission calls have been incredible experiences and opportunities, opening my heart to love people I otherwise would never have met, and opening my eyes to poverty and suffering I did not know existed. My husband and I served 18 months as missionaries in Mozamibique. My return to college helped prepare me to learn Portuguese, but I also received the gift of tongues, without which I could not have learned the language. Being so far away from children and grandchildren was hard, but we were promised by Priesthood leaders that our family would be blessed through our service. When our dying son received a liver transplant seven months after our return, the Holy Ghost brought those promises to mind and witnessed that this, too, was a blessing of our missionary service. We are currently living at home while serving a mission at a local LDS Employment Resource Center, encouraging the unemployed and helping them increase job searching and interviewing skills. .