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Hi I'm Ira

I play 5 brass instruments. I grew up in Arizona. I'm the middle child of 9. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I love technology- specifically computers. I have built my own from spare parts. I play 5 different brass instruments. I love playing in bands, and have played in school bands since 5th grade. I love playing Ultimate Frisbee. Once I start college I'm going to major in electro-mechanical Engineering, with a minor in information technology. I like to ride my bike. I've come to ride my bike at least 12 miles a day, but I've never done a marathon.

Why I am a Mormon

I have been a member my entire life, but that is not the reason that I am currently a member. The answers I gave as a child meant nothing to me. To me, everything I was saying was just answers. A bit like school. Just things to memorize and be regurgitated when the right question was asked. I never really felt the meaning behind what I was saying. As such, I decided to stop going. It was freshman year. I was living by myself with 2 roommates, I had moved out of the house for a little bit, because I needed to find my footing. If I was going to continue, I had to know for myself that what I was doing, was true. I was no longer going to rely on what anyone else said. Needless to say, this was one of the roughest times in my life, if not for only the fact that I wasn't at home. As I stopped going to church, and started to only focus on what I wanted to do, I noticed that I was becoming less happy. But I only accounted that to myself not having enough fun. I never accounted it to a lack of religion. As I continued doing things that I thought would make me happier, I found that they only temporarily fixed the hole that had developed. I wanted the hole filled. Before it was too late and it got too big for me to handle. I had a friend who was also a member. He came started to come to my house every sunday for church meetings. We had to ride our bike 3 miles to the building because neither of us could drive. His faithfulness astonished me. I wanted to know how he could stand it, riding his bike to church; why he didn't mind the heat, and how he had such a strong devotion. He told me that he prayed and he recieved an answer, so he knew without doubt. He promised that if I did the same, I would know too. So, I did. And he answered me...He answered me, and the hole that I had been digging was filled up. Filled with the love of a God whom I thought did not care about me. But that I learned never left me, and only wanted me to return to him.

How I live my faith

I am currently serving as a missionary of the church, teaching others about the restored gospel. I am serving as a spanish-speaking missionary.