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Hi I'm Amanda.

I'm a displaced 6th generation Nevadan. I'm a former journalist. I'm a mother. I serve on the local school board. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I am a Nevadan by birth, a sagebrush-and-mountain-loving Westerner elementally lost in the East. Oh well. I've just had to adapt to irrigation falling from the sky, gardens growing with ease, winding roads and village street leaf vacuum cleaners. My husband and I both built careers in media, initially both in newspapers. I loved working in news before I had my children. For one, I got paid to write and secondly, I got to do something new and meet someone new every day. For years, I covered municipal governments, which left me with a powerful impression of the power of local governments in our lives. I determined that when I was in a position to do so, I would try to serve my community in an elected position. Two years ago, I was elected to my local school board. It is hard work, but I am grateful to give a voice to the people in my community and to advocate for the best education possible for these children. If I have free time, I love to read and run. "Run" may be a glorified description of what I do. But, basic physics declares that bodies in motion stay in motion, and I intend to keep moving! I am a voracious reader who loves my new Kindle Fire. If it's in print, I'll give it a try. Most importantly, I am a mother to three boys and one little princess. This is my most challenging role. After everything, I wake up for them and hope each day to be the best person possible as I attempt to raise up righteous souls. They make it all worth while.

Why I am a Mormon

I grew up mostly Catholic via Baptist Vacation Bible School -- all of which I loved. I have known my whole life a few very important things: There is a God. He knows us by name. He hears our prayers. I knew my grandfather had Mormon ancestors but was taught as a child to be wary of Mormons. During my teen years, I lived in a town where the Catholic congregation had no priest, leaving me with the local Baptist and Mormon congregations as places to worship the God I knew lived and loved me. I was loved and welcome in both places. But the first time I walked into a Mormon chapel, I felt a spirit so powerful, it changed my life. There were children singing and lessons that touched on things I knew to be true but that I had never heard taught anywhere else. Of course families can be together forever. I knew that because I believe it is a truth our spirits bring with us to Earth, but I had never been taught it until that day. I knew God knew my individual name because in a dark, dark hour, he spoke to me and called me by name. Of course the Lord would, as he promised in ancient times, reveal his words through his servants the prophets. In a time of life when I needed answers, the Gospel of Jesus Christ was opened to me. I felt at peace with doctrines that gave me answers to where we are from, why we are here and where we are going. The examples and love of church members gave structure to my life that had been missing to that point. Their influence changed me profoundly. I rediscovered my Mormon ancestors who sacrificed their homes and buried children on a lonely trail as they marched West seeking religious freedom. Returning to those roots was not an easy decision. It was not easy to accept the idea that a man saw God and Jesus and translated an ancient work and restored the ancient Gospel of Christ on the Earth. But I prayed about it, and I know it to be true. I could no more deny the spirit that testified that to me than I could deny air to my lungs.

How I live my faith

Being a Mormon is so much more than going to church on Sundays. It is a faith that is deeply personal, one that requires your daily lives to be Christ-centered and your individual hearts to be focused on the things that matter. I am not perfect by any imaginable stretch. But I try, and I have to believe my efforts matter. I believe that God wants us to serve others and that when we serve others, we are serving Him. I try to be a good friend and neighbor. I try to help others when I can. Serving on the school board helps me feel like I am doing good in the community. At church, I teach teenagers gospel doctrine. It takes a lot of work to make sure they are engaged and learning through a lesson. I also work with our church's public affairs group, helping with traditional and social media and organizing service opportunities for my ward. I give my time and energy whenever possible to those who need me. I try to teach my children in our home the importance to value scriptures, the counsel of prophets old and new and the importance of living a faith-based life. It isn't always easy, but living a life of high values is a worthy goal.