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Hi I'm Grace

I am half-Filipina. Solving a Rubik's Cube is on my Bucket list. I have a tendency to laugh in awkward situations. I am a Mormon.

About Me

I was born in the South, but you couldn't tell from my extremely nonexistent accent. I moved halfway across the world when I was three, and learned how to make friends with the trees in the Pacific Northwest. I am a lover of nature, and receive much inspiration for my poems and songs when I'm surrounded by things like the ocean, or beautiful sunsets. I am a sophomore in high school and aim to serve a mission when I'm 21. I'm rather crazy, and can't help living life to the fullest.

Why I am a Mormon

For me, the question hasn't been why have I chosen to be a member of His church, but why have I decided to stick with it. The answer is simple: I know that this church is true. It is one of the only things I am completely sure about. This knowing, it's the kind that gets you every time, almost like a sunrise. You see it, and every time you say to yourself, "Wow. This is what happiness feels like. There's no way I'll be able to see and feel something like this again." But, much to your delight, twilight brings a sunset that steals your breath and keeps that fire burning in your soul. That's how I feel about this amazing Gospel. That's why I keep going to church every Sunday. If I didn't, I would miss so many precious moments. A child bearing their testimony; a friend praying to their Father in Heaven for the very first time; the look in a person's eyes that speaks far better than words ever could, saying: “Yes. I feel that same sweet Spirit, too.” I was not brought up in the Gospel, and I've always had a choice between staying or leaving. And yet, I'm still here. I'm still here, bearing my testimony of the truthfulness of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. The Gospel brings a joy so full, so eternal, so immensely spectacular that at times, it’s all I can do to go on my knees and thank the Lord for His mercy—His salvation. Read the Book of Mormon. Give this Gospel a chance. Only you can determine for yourself if what I am saying is true. It's your choice, just like it was mine. But let me tell you, it was worth it.

How I live my faith

I am a Latter-Day Saint always. I never stop to take a break or be someone else for a while. Every Sunday, I go to church with people who believe exactly as I do. And every Monday through Friday, I go to school, where Latter-Day Saints are mocked and ridiculed for believing in something more important than that dance on Friday night, or the juiciest gossip of the week. But I am not afraid. What do I have to fear from people who are no better than you or I? I live my faith by my example. I do not cave in to the peer pressures at school, and almost every week, I find myself defending the one thing that always gives me happiness: my religion. I have grown more by this constant bigotry than I would have without it, and for that I am eternally grateful. This gospel gives me the strength to live in the world, but never of the world. Knowing that Jesus Christ has suffered for my every ache, pain, temptation, loneliness, fear, and doubt gives me the strength and fortitude to defend His sacred name. I live my faith each day at a time, striving to make each moment as precious as if it were my last, and defending my faith as if Jesus Christ and Heavenly Father were standing there beside me, looking on.

What is faith?

Faith is the opposite of fear. It is the ability to believe in something regardless of the lack of hard, cold evidence and facts. For instance, let us consider the feeling of love. One cannot deny the fact that love, as an emotion, is invisible to the naked eye, yet all have felt the stirrings and warmth it produces. Poets and writers have sought to define this powerful word; scientists have made it their life goal to strip away at this emotion until it fits into their box of things they fully and completely understand and control; people have fought for this intangible sensation that has encompassed their entire heart and soul, and yet, where is the proof that love even exists? We talk of love, we know of love, we feel love, but alas, we cannot see it with our own eyes. Much like love, faith is not seen. Faith is to "hope for things which are not seen, which are true" (see Book Of Mormon, Alma 32:21 and Hebrews 11:1). My faith in my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ allows me to go to them in prayer and know that they understand what I am going through. It allows me to trust in them with my whole heart and know that with my God and my Savior, I will always find my safety. My faith allows me to honestly say, with every fiber of my being, the words I knew as a child: "Jesus loves me." Show more Show less