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Hi I'm Laurie

I am the fourth child of eight. I was born and raised in the church. I Am Mormon.

About Me

I am a mother of five. My last child and first grandchild were born in the same year. I have been a member all of my life. I love to hear stories about my ancestors and the history of my family. I love to watch people, and animals. I love to laugh.

Why I am a Mormon

I was born into the church as were my parents and theirs before. I always assumed the church was true because that is what was told to me as I was growing up. In serving with the Young Women, we asked them all to read the Book of Mormon in 75 days throughout the summer one year. It was many years ago while my older children were still young. I read fast and furious every day my seven or eight pages. I fell behind at one point and was several weeks behind which meant I had several hundred pages to read at once. For the first time in my life, I realized I was anxious from verse to verse to see what was to happen next. It became a story, a history of people long ago, their struggles, their strengths and their faith. It was at the very end in the very last chapter that I gained my testimony of the church and of the Book of Mormon. I had one last chapter to read. I found a quiet moment, went into my bedroom and knelt down to pray. I asked Heavenly Father to help me know if the Book of Mormon was true or not. It was then that my whole body was overcome with a warm, unmistakable feeling of confirmation, that the Book of Mormon was true, and that Joseph Smith was real and that he lived and translated the Book of Mormon, that it was indeed all true. I wept for several minutes with a gratitude for an answer to my prayers. Had I not asked, I may still be riding on the testimonies of my ancestors.

How I live my faith

I enjoy serving in the church and have come to realize that I need to serve in order to be happy. Service in the church has been long engrained in me from my parents and grandparents. I hope I have passed this desire along to my children. I have served with children, young women, women, and many other callings but my enjoyment comes with the older sisters in my ward. Their lives and stories they have to tell are a strength to me. I realize their committment to their faith week after week is unwaivering. I see one little couple every week come in on oxygen and barely able to get into the building and yet they never miss a Sunday. This is a testimony to me of enduring to the end as commanded.