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Hi I'm Lindsey.

I'm a native Arizonian. I once started and ran a Montessori school. Now I'm a mother of five. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I'm a busy body by nature. Some days I wake without anything on the calendar and seem to always find plenty to fill my time with. I like to be busy. Whether it is working over at the elementary school or running the kids from here to there, my days seem to be gone before they even begin. I don't mind that though. While it isn't known as glamorous, staying at home to chase our babies, and all that goes with that, is one of my greatest blessings.

Why I am a Mormon

There is so much I do not know. I have questions left unanswered. But I can say I do know what's important. I know the plain and simple gospel truths that lead to exaltation. I know that the Savior came and suffered for me so that I might return. Somewhere in the middle of what I know and what I don’t know is faith. Faith bridges that gap until our Father in Heaven will reveal the missing pieces. I have personally planted seeds in my own heart and have attempted to nurture those seeds so that I can say, “I know.” Despite the fact that I had been a lifetime member, it wasn’t until I was 14 years old did I truly challenge my testimony and come to know of its truthfulness on my own. I remember wanting to feel the conviction that many around me had. I believe it is safe to say that I was living on blind faith until that point in time. I will never forget where I was and what I was doing when the Spirit testified to me that my membership in this Church and belief in its principles were vital to my salvation. But that conversion experience alone will not get me to where I need to go. Now as an adult, I work through struggles and difficulties with faith as my anchor. We are all real people with real problems. In the times when I have chosen faith, I have come to find a greater strength and deeper love for my Savior. Faith has bridged those gaps when I didn’t feel strong enough to get there on my own.

How I live my faith

While I'm far from perfect, I believe we live our faith by everything we do. The way I carry ourself and the way I care for others should be the root of how I live my faith. Living my faith should extend far from the Church I attend and the callings I fulfill, but to the community I live and the neighbors I love. As a family, we prepare and serve dinner to a local homeless shelter each month. The kids have learned to love and share through this family project. A few years back when we first started, my fourth son, Max, was frightened and wouldn't participate with us. He would hide between my legs as we visited and didn't want anything to do with this experience. Slowly, he became more comfortable and would request small tasks each month. Today, Max anxiously asks "Are we feeding the homeless tonight?" His favorite job is to hand out the plates at the front of the line. If we have plenty of food, we will regularly see Max sitting up to the table with our friends, eating and visiting with them. He has even gotten brave enough to offer prayer on the food before we begin. Our time with our new friends has been a blessing to our family.