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Hi I'm Eric Johnson

I'm a Mormon. That wasn't always the case. I joined the church at the age of 21 in the high mountains of Wyoming.

About Me

I was born in Michigan but grew up in Oregon. I was the 2nd oldest of seven children. Later I attended the Univ. of Oregon, running track and graduating with a degree in history. I worked four summers near famous Jackson Hole at a mountain resort in Wyoming - Grand Teton Lodge Company. I enjoyed day hiking and back packing and the pure, fresh air of the mountains. There, in 1972, I met a sweet Mormon girl named Jayne, who became my wife after a whirlwind, 3-month courtship. There was much talk of "summer romances" that ended after the 5 month employment season when the resort closed for the winter. However, this wasn't the case. Now married almost forty years, we have 5 children and 7 grandchildren. I taught history for about 10 years in the public schools, then enjoyed a 20 year career as a sales rep and category analyst for Kimberly-Clark Corporation. After retiring in three years, I plan to go on a mission for the church, hopefully to Nauvoo or Cove Forth in Utah.

Why I am a Mormon

I am a convert to the church at age 21, discovering the truths of the gospel when a summer employee at Jackson Lake Lodge in Wyoming. This is my story: I reported in June and during the first month, had mixed reactions to being there. First, I loved the hiking. Second, I met four college people my age that befriended me: Gary, Noreen, Janet, and Chris. I was attracted to these young people because they had a zest for life, enjoyed good clean fun, and seemed to be somehow different from the many others who worked there. All four of my newfound friends, I later discovered, were Mormons. I wondered what made them different, so fun yet so clean. I thought that it must be because of the religion they believed so strongly in. So, much to their surprise and the Elders, in June I asked to be taught the missionary discussions. In mid-September I attended a sacrament meeting of the church that I shall never forget. I was sitting on the front row between two of my friends. The announcements and opening prayer concluded, the congregation began to sing the sacrament hymn, I Know That My Redeemer Lives. As that hymn was sung, a sweet testimony that my Savior knew me personally and loves me filled my heart. My eyes became moist and a radiant smile to my lips. I now knew what I must do. On September 23, 1969, I was baptized at 5:00 a.m. in String Lake. It was a frigid 35 degrees, but the Spirit warmed me as the Holy Ghost was bestowed. I have often thanked the Lord for loving me so much that he directed the events of that summer so that the Gospel could be presented to me in all its fullness. I am ever grateful that the truths taught were witnessed to me by the Holy Ghost and that I could accept them. My conversion story shows how much the the Lord loves each one of us, and fulfills the words in Alma 37:7 “…by small and simple things are great things brought to pass…”

How I live my faith

My faith is an active belief in and participation in the church through attending church on Sunday, by accepting and serving in a calling in the church that requires weekly activity. In the past I have served as a Sunday school teacher, executive secretary to the Bishop, serving as scoutmaster in the local Boy Scout troop. All in all, in forty years as a member, I have served in 20-30 different callings. Once a month I and one other male member visit the home of families we are assigned. We visit with them, teach them a short spiritual lesson, and offer to help if they need anything. We hope that our families will call us first, after thinking of their own relatives, if they ever have an emergency that requires help. I feel that actively helping other people not only helps and blesses their lives, but mine also. It strengthens my character to give up my time so I can help others. The old thought such as "In order to have a friend you must first be a friend." I live my faith with the firm belief that I take with me only my intelligence and memories of the life I lived on earth. Over the years I have come to know that Jesus Christ is my Savior. He is the Redeemer not only of the world, but of me personally. The best way I can thank him for his expression of love - dying for me on the cross, is to "love one another"- which he commanded in the New Testament.