Hi I'm Deb
I'm a wife, mother, grandmother, master crocheter and I'm a Mormon.
I have been married for 33 years, have two grown sons, 6 grandchildren, 3 cats, 1 dog and 1 husband. I love to read John Sanford books, crochet, listen to music, dance, watch old movies, and most of all, I love to laugh.
Why I am a Mormon
I was baptized a Catholic on May 1, 1960 but was not raised in the church. As I grew older I often wondered how I could become closer to God so I went to church with my friends who were of various religions. I would often feel the Spirit but the church itself did not feel right to me; so I then decided to stop searching and just prayed at home. Last winter, for me, was unbearable because of my Ankylosing Spondylitis, I was stuck at home, unable to work anymore and slowly a feeling of being lost in darkness enveloped me. When spring and summer finally came, I hoped and prayed to Heavenly Father and asked, “Why am I here? How can I become closer to you?” There was no immediate answer, so I kept praying. In early August I received my answer when two women approached my doorstep; I could see them out my bedroom window from my rocking chair where I was resting, and I called out, “hi!” There before me stood 2 young missionaries that were aglow with the Spirit of God, they looked like angels. My angels in answer to my prayer, Heavenly Father had heard me and answered! The sisters spoke to me through the window for 20 minutes and I made an appointment for them to come back the following Tuesday when we would read The Book of Mormon together; they were so sweet and I was really looking forward to it. On Monday the day before we were to meet, I received news that my cousin’s daughter had taken her own life, I was shocked and deeply saddened by this, Ali was laid to rest on Friday and that evening I was once again in my rocker and all of a sudden I heard someone at the window say my name, startling me. I looked up and there were two angelic faces again at my window telling me that they stopped by because they felt that I needed them, they were right. I thank God for prophets, and missionaries; I know that he loves all of his children, even me.
How I live my faith
I make afghans and prayer shawls to give to people when they are in need of God's comfort, and I feel blessed to be able to do this. I love how their faces light up when I deliver them; it fills my heart with joy!