Hi I'm Brittany
I'm a Texas girl studying Psychology and French at BYU. I want to see the world. I'm a Mormon.
Hello everyone! I'm Brittany and I am in my fourth semester at Brigham Young University. I am studying Psychology in hopes of working in Human Resources, and I am also learning French. I love learning about the beautiful things in the world and I hope to see most of it in my lifetime. I don't like to stay in one place for too long. I love watching movies, reading books, listening to music, and I like to pretend I know a thing or two about photography. I have in the past learned to play the piano, performed in plays and sung in choirs. I love the arts and hope to get back in the performing world one day. I am the oldest of four children in a Latter-Day Saint family from small-town Keller, Texas. However, having lived in Texas my entire life does not mean I enjoy country music, ride a horse, or have ever owned a pair of cowgirl boots. Texas is where I am from, not who I am, and I guess I'm a bit of an anomaly that way. I love life, I love music, I love people, I love to be happy, and I love the gospel of Jesus Christ!
I was born as the first child to my fantastic parents, and have grown up in the LDS church. My parents have always set such an incredible example of righteous living to me and my siblings, and my dad even became bishop of our ward during my Sophomore year in High School. Latter-Day Saint, Bishop's daughter, going to BYU. Sounds like a perfect, flawless, boring story right? It would be, except I had many experiences during high school that led me to realize I needed to gain a testimony of my own, independent of my parents or teachers anyone else. My parents are wonderful and have always provided me with everything I needed, but we had some significant differences in past years that showed me that if we disagreed so much on so many other significant aspects of life, how could I be sure that the gospel was true, just because they said so? Senior year in high school was one of the best and worst years of my life, and I knew I needed to rely on the gospel. But before I could rely on the gospel to carry me through these difficult times, I needed to know it was true, and if it wasn't, it didn't matter that I had grown up in the church and that this lifestyle was what I was used to. If I didn't find truth, I would leave and find truth elsewhere. So I threw myself two hundred percent into my search. I stripped away everything I had ever been taught and started from the basics, and I read the Book of Mormon cover to cover for the first time in my life. When I reached Moroni's promise in Moroni 10: 3-5, I knew that was it. I knelt to pray and I prayed with all of my heart to know. The Spirit I felt in that moment told me everything. I had never felt the Spirit so strongly in my life. I knew in that moment that there is a real, life-changing, beautiful reason why members of this church turn their whole lives over to it. It is so that they can feel that Spirit, that closeness to our loving Heavenly Father that cannot be found anywhere else. I have a testimony!
Today I live my faith by being the best example I can to those around me who know me because of what I believe. There are not many Mormons from where I am in Texas as there are in Provo, obviously, so those of us who are definitely stood out. In choir and theatre, we were often given grief for our beliefs, but surprisingly more often than not we were respected. My best friend is not a member, but I can say the fact that I am has been one of the biggest blessings and strengths to our friendship. She teaches me not to judge others, and I set an example of righteousness that she has thanked me for and striven to achieve every day we've known each other. My example, combined with those of my closest friends have also inspired another person dear to my heart to decide to become baptized. I absolutely love that my decisions to, or not to participate in or say certain things gives the Spirit an opportunity to teach and change people's lives. I have such a strong testimony of missionary work and I cannot wait for my own opportunity to serve. Until then, I live my faith today by going to church weekly and participating in the many activities throughout the week, by taking religion classes at school to increase my knowledge and testimony, by continuing to set an example to friends and family back home, by preparing my heart and mind for missionary work, and by striving daily to become a better, more Christ-like person.