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Hi I'm Daniel

I play mandolin, sing, and write music. I invent things. I love adventuring all over the place. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I'm one of those people who feels like a recent convert, even though I'm a lifelong member of the Church. I'm a college student studying English, music, computer science, and just about anything else I can fit into my schedule. I love any excuse for a road trip. I love the way a story can get my imagination going; a well-written novel has the power to unfold in my mind entire worlds and civilizations. And nothing gets my blood moving quite like hearing a bluegrass mandolin solo, except maybe trying to play one. One of my favorite things is delving into the doctrines of the scriptures and writing personal commentaries on them.

Why I am a Mormon

As mentioned above, I feel sort of like a recent convert. For the longest time growing up, I thought I had it all made; I wasn't overly-adventurous, but I always had fun. I enjoyed church fairly well. I loved hearing the stories from the scriptures and learning about whatever I could. I graduated high school early and went off to college. Being as young as I was, though, so far from home and everything I knew, I began losing myself. Caught up in the world far too much, I forgot my faith and lost a lot of the good I had grown up learning. I eventually lost sight of what was important, especially of who I am as a child of God. I went home for Thanksgiving that year and felt out of place. My mom could tell and eventually asked, "Where's the cheerful boy we sent off to college?" I answered tearfully. I felt like I didn't have much to lose, and felt pretty desperate. So I conveyed to her whatever I could about what I was doing, feeling, etc. I was seeking for something good, something peaceful. God knew it, too; Mom answered with His inspiration. "The bishop recently challenged us to read the Book of Mormon by the end of the year. I think you should join that challenge." I didn't really know why at the time, but that recommendation was exactly what I needed. A little confused, I said I'd give it a shot. For five weeks, I read at least a dozen pages of that book every day. It was ridiculous sometimes, staying up till four o'clock in the morning just to read through. But I stuck to it, and I learned of Christ. For some reason, reading through that book was one of the greatest exhibitions of dedication I ever had. And it was marvelous! In five weeks, I read it. In five weeks, all my problems melted away. For the first time, I began to truly understand that I am a spirit son of God. I understood for the first time what Paul said to the Romans: "I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us."

How I live my faith

To me, there's no substitute for good ol'-fashioned service. Whether it's helping someone clean out their garage, sharing my experiences learning about the Savior, or just being there for someone, it's powerful to me that the Lord helps things work out for me when I help things work out for others. At church, I love to make sure I add my two cents to discussions. I'm not perfect, but it feels good to think that maybe sharing my experiences could help someone else understand a gospel topic better. And when I get the opportunity, I love to teach classes in Sunday School. (Of course, it may be a little selfish; I know the best way to earn something is to have to teach it.) When I'm not at church, I know it's imperative for me to study the gospel every day. Reading the scriptures with a prayer in my heart never fails to bring answers to my questions. And I can't leave home in the morning without asking my Heavenly Father for His blessings and, more importantly, thanking Him for the rest I always seem to need.