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Hi I'm Steve Evans

I'm Steve Evans, I love old cars. And I'm a Mormon.

About Me

When I was a freshmen in High School I took up a class that I knew I would love, and that was Auto Shop. My two older brothers Nathaniel and Jonathan had old cars. A 1957 Chevy Bel-Air, a 1962&64 Chevy Nova. And there friends had old cars as well. Chevelle's, Mustangs, Dart's, you name it. So I was raised on the smells of motor oil and transmission fluid. Little did I know that this would change my life. To this day, the obsession of cars, and hot rodding is still in my blood! At times I think I even bleed motor oil. I love cars and everything that has to do with them. I love walking or driving along and I pass or come up to an old car. And from the moment I see it, I can already tell what it is. Make/ Model/ Year and everything else. I love cars! When I was a Missionary is the Ogden Utah Mission, I was always running into people who had old cars, but did not want to hear about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. So I would talk to them about there car, and 9 out 10 we had a lesson set up for the next day. I look at the obsession of cars as a gift. It helped me get in the door of many people who I was able to help bring closer to there Father in Heaven. Cars isn't the only thing I love, I love my family with all my heart. Being the baby of seven was amazing! I love to meet new people and make them laugh. Putting a smile on someones face just makes my day!

Why I am a Mormon

Why I'm a Mormon? I was raised not knowing any different. We went to church every Sunday, every Monday was Family Home Evening. And we were happy. I didn't have a full testimony of my self that what I was born into was true until I was about 19 years of age and getting ready to serve a Mission for my Church. I always knew that it had to be true, because it just made so much sense, but I didn't have that conformation until I was 19. I was at school in a little town called Thatcher which is in Arizona. I come home after having a bad day, (you know how it is, sometimes you just have bad days) I went to my room to have some privacy away from my roommates. I saw my scriptures on the dresser...gathering dust. I took them and smacked the dust off. I looked at it, but didn't open it. So I tossed them onto my bed, it flopped around for a little bit then opened. it opened to a part in the Book of Mormon. Moroni chapter 10. This chapter will always be dear to me. And I read it, and I cried, the spirit was so strong that I went down on my knees and asked Heavenly Father if the church I grew up in was true. I can not convey the feeling I had that afternoon. But this much I do know, that the Book of Mormon is true! It has changed my life for the better, and it still is changing me for the better. Because of what I felt that day I was able to serve a mission for my Savior in the great states of Utah, Idaho and Wyoming. I love this church, it has indeed blessed my life.

How I live my faith

I live my faith everyday. Every day I carry my scriptures with me. They are a part of me, and I love the feeling I have knowing they are right there in my hands. I'm always looking the chance to say Hi, or make a new friend, smile at someone in passing, or just open a door for someone. I live to serve others, and help them. It makes my day so much better knowing that I was there to help someone.