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Hi I'm Rosie

I am a college student. I am a dreamer. I am a sister, daughter, aunt, friend. I am a Mormon.

About Me

I am a bookaholic and love reading and reading and reading some more. I also enjoy writing, singing, dancing in my kitchen, and spending time with my crazy family. I am currently attending a university where I study English. Much to my Mother's delight (and my own I guess now) I am applying to the English teaching program this month. I guess that means in 10 years I will be teaching English to some punky high schoolers. But first I will be pausing my schooling after this semester for about a year and a half. I will dedicate my life to serve this Church by teaching the gospel to an unknown community of people I know I will grow to love.

Why I am a Mormon

I've been a Mormon my entire life. I got baptized at the age of 8 on a sunny day in February with excited butterflies in my stomach and a new dress. So some could say I was never really "converted" to Mormonism. But they would be wrong. As a child I learned all the bible stories and all the stories from the Book of Mormon as well. At church we sang songs about Jesus Christ and why we love the scriptures and the prophets. I believed in the gospel and in the church then because my parents believed, but that was enough for me. As I grew up I felt it was true, I would say I knew it was true, but I didn't feel it in my bones. I didn't feel without a shadow of a doubt that this gospel that I had been living my entire life was true. That scared me. It scared me that I didn't know when I knew I should know. Now you know how this is probably going to end because I'm sure there are thousands of Mormons with stories just like mine. I prayed. I really prayed. I prayed one Sunday afternoon that I could know, without a shadow of a doubt, that this was all true. That the book of Mormon was true, that this gospel was true, etc. I was probably kneeling for quite a while. No angel appeared before me. No voice spoke in my mind. Nothing started glowing and I didn't see any visions. I just suddenly felt....happy. I felt like I could run around the block 5 times, and I don't run. Everything, starting with my heart, felt warm and perfect. I knew then that it was true. And it wasn't just a fleeting thought or feeling. I still feel it today. I feel that spark of happiness and that warmth of joy when I think about the gospel and this Church: the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I continue to know, to believe, and to live this gospel because I know without a shadow of a doubt, that it is true and that it brings me joy that is beyond measuring.

How I live my faith

In the church, I have been asked to help plan activities for our student ward. We plan a lot of great stuff including Halloween parties, movie nights, and great pumpkin heists. I also serve the girls on my floor by visiting them and just being a friend. I go to church every week, I attend all meetings I am asked to, but I guess that doesn't exactly explain how I live my faith. Those are just things I do. I live my faith by trying to do all those things with the spirit of Christ with me. I live my faith by trying to live every day of my life as Jesus Christ lived his life.