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Hi I'm Andy

I am a husband, a father, a brother, a son and "Grandpa" and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I love scuba diving, waterskiing, wake boarding, hydrofoiling, house boating, riding personal water craft, bicycling, flying airplanes, and helicopters, and am willing to try just about any other sport or activity you might dream up. If I don't think it will kill me, I will likely give it a try! Someday I want to learn to surf and kite board, but I need to live a lot closer to the ocean if that is ever going to happen or there need to be much larger waves on Lake Powell! :) I have a wonderful wife of many years, three awesome daughters, two sons-in-law, a grandson and another soon to arrive. They are the true joys in my life. They are included in every activity I have mentioned, except the bicycling...that is my time, but I am working on my wife, I will get her riding along next to me in the not to distant future. We do everything as a family and love our time together.

Why I am a Mormon

My parents are members of the church. My maternal grandparents were first generation converts and we are members for multiple generations on my father's side. I grew up in a home where we didn't just profess a religion, we lived it. True Christian kindness, service and love were shown everyday by my parents. We lived on a ranch, many miles from town and miles from our nearest neighbor, but Mom and Dad were constantly driving here and there to check on families, provide a helping hand, a home made meal, cookies or a loaf of bread. Sometimes it was much needed firewood, a roof, barn or fence that needed fixing...you name it, they some how found out there was a need and provided it. My bothers and I were always included in every "service opportunity", sometimes willing and sometimes not so willingly, but we were included. I didn't realize it at the time, but my parents were simply and truly being Mormons. They lived and still do live what the Mormon Church teaches. I am a Mormon for so many reasons, I know the Book of Mormon is true scripture. I know Joseph Smith was called by God to do the work of restoring Christ's church back to the earth. I know that Thomas S. Monson is a true prophet, called by revelation, to lead Christ's true church today. I know that the priesthood of God, the same priesthood and authority that Christ bestowed upon his apostles when he himself dwelt on the earth in the flesh, has been restored to the earth and is utilized to bless individual and families lives and to lead and govern the church. I know all these things and many more, but I am a Mormon because there is not any religion that more perfectly and completely teaches and guides a person to be like my parents...true disciples of Jesus, not only in word but in deed. That is why I am a Mormon.

How I live my faith

Living my faith is actually much easier than "telling" about how I live my faith. I serve faithfully in church responsibilities, "callings" as we refer to them in the church, and spend many hours every week in those types of activities. This ranges from planning, organizing and conducting meetings to teaching lessons and giving talks about the doctrines of Christ. I also have the opportunity to meet with members of the church and give counsel and instruction on a one on one basis. This is a very fulfilling part of service in the church and living my faith. My wife however is the the greatest source of direction and strength I have in truly living my faith. She is just like my parents, she somehow always knows when and where there is a need, and is able to make me aware so that she and I together or perhaps just I might assist. I try to live my faith by serving others, my wife, family, friends, neighbors and fellow man. Not sure how well I am doing...but I keep trying.

How are the activities of the Mormon missionaries funded?

Andy
I come from a family of five boys! We all served missions, in five separate countries and on five different continents. From the time we were small boys we had savings accounts for the purpose of being able to save enough money to pay for our missions, or at least the major portion of our missions, our parents made up any shortfall. We each served for two years at our own expense. All missionaries serve this same way, paying themselves for that portion they are able, then with the help of parents, extended family, or other church members the remainder is obtained. No missionary is ever paid...except in blessings! Show more Show less