Hi I'm Jenna
I'm a mother of 5. I'm an avid PTA member. I'm a blogger. I'm a Mormon.
I'm a 40-something mother of five kids--three boys, two girls--between the ages of 17 and 8. I have a degree in Communications that I use mostly for yelling down the stairs to get kids to come for dinner, do chores, etc. I'm a taxi driver trying to get everyone everywhere they need to be and I love it. Not the taxi driving, per se, but being a mom. My life includes a lot of asking if people have done their math, reading off spelling words, and counting while people are playing the piano even though we have a metronome. My house is (sometimes) a disaster, my yard is an embarrassment, but my kids are my pride and joy. I'm not a great photographer or cook, but I am a leader. I'm a former PTA President and School Community Council Chair, a PTA board member and room mom. I play the piano and sing. I love to read and I blog a little. I've been married for 19 years now, to the only man I've ever kissed.
I was raised in The LDS Church by a father who is also a life-time member and a mom who is a convert. My mom's conversion story was an anchor for me as a child. She talked about searching for truth and struggling to find answers to spiritual questions. She went from church to church looking a place that felt right. She was 16 and on a tennis date when she spotted the Mormon missionaries across the street. She ran across and asked if they could come home with her and teach her about their church. They agreed and she canceled her date and took the missionaries home right then. An avid reader, she read nearly the entire Book of Mormon in one night and immediately wanted to join the church. It took almost two years before her dad, seeing that he couldn't dissuade her, gave her permission to join the church. She and her brother were baptized together and her mom and little sister joined a couple of months after that. My mom's story--of searching and finding, of wanting and waiting--instilled in me a confidence in the worth of this church. Why else would she have searched so hard or waited so long? As far back as I can remember, I have always believed that The LDS Church was God's true church. Like many Christians, I have found that I have been converted to the gospel of Jesus Christ over and over. My first conversion happened when I was 14. I was able to attend a special church youth conference. One of the teachers there challenged us to pray and ask God certain questions. I have forgotten what the questions were, but I will never forget the feelings of that evening. It was a pivotal moment, and a sacred one, when I realized that I could talk with God and He would answer me. In the years since, I have had that experience over and over. The Bible says, "Ask and ye shall receive." I have asked and I have received. I know of a surety that God lives, that Jesus Christ is God's Son and my Savior and Redeemer. That's why I'm a Mormon.
On the evening of the first Sunday our foreign exchange student was with us, she announced, "We have prayed 13 times today." My whole family burst out laughing. We didn't think about how much me pray! Praying is a big part of how I live my faith. I like to begin each day with a prayer. I try to have a special devotional time where I read scriptures or church magazine articles and then write in my journal. I try to keep a prayer in my heart as I go throughout the day. I listen to Christian music when I drive places in my car to keep God's Spirit with me. As a family, we pray over each of our meals and we conclude each day by reading scriptures and kneeling and praying together. My husband and I pray together before bed, then we each say our own prayers. Every Sunday, I go to church for three hours. I'm part of a group of women who are responsible for the children (ages 18 months-11 years old) in the ward (congregation). Once a month another woman in the ward and I go visit a couple other women in the ward. We visit with them about their lives and we give them a special gospel message. When I face challenges in my day or in my life, I make them a matter of prayer. I have prayed about how to make the PTA better or how to solve a problem without offending someone. Three of my children have been diagnosed with a rare eye condition. It's kind of scary to know that they might go blind. But I believe that God was their Father, before I was their mother and I know that the purpose of this life is to be as much like Christ as we can. I trust that God will help them, and me, through this trial. Miracles have happened for us as we've found great doctors and treatments that are working. I also know that this may not always be the case, yet I don't fear. I don't know what the future holds, but I know Who holds the future. And He is only ever a prayer away.