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Hi I'm David

I'm from Nyssa, Oregon but currently I live in Provo Utah and am studying at BYU.

About Me

I grew up in a little farm town on the Oregon-Idaho border. It was great. I played tennis and golf as well as trumpet and French Horn through high school. As teenagers do, I moaned and complained my way through school, now I remember it fondly. Currently I am studying and enjoying life as a student at Brigham Young University. I love to play guitar whenever I get bored or need to relax, which seems to be getting more frequent lately. I spent two years between high school and college in England and South Wales serving others as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Those two years were something I will forever remember as some of the best times of my life, both because I met some of my best friends there and because I learned to truly love others and also to love my Saviour Jesus Christ. (Note the English spelling!)

Why I am a Mormon

I'm a Mormon because of an experience I had when I was 13. My father was in the middle of a 6 month fight with Non-Hodgekins Lymphoma. A cancer of the lymph nodes. He was in terrible pain and was very sick from the chemotherapy he received every few weeks. It was at this time that I couldn't understand what was going on in life. If there was a God, why would this be happening to my dad? I'd always been taught that God is our Heavenly Father and that He really loved me just as my earthly dad does, but it really didn't seem that way right then. I decided one night to pray to see if I would really get an answer and to try to find peace as I feared my Dad was close to death. I remember kneeling down in my room after seeing my dad shaking in pain upon our couch. I don't remember exactly what I said but I know the feeling that I received that night as I prayed. The Spirit of God touched my heart and brought peace to my mind. The feeling was very powerful, but it was not alone. I heard a still small voice tell me that my dad would live. It was more than just a voice though, somehow upon hearing that, all my fears of losing my dad were displaced by a feeling of love. I still felt grief as he was, and to some degree still is, in great pain. The fear was gone though, replaced by trust that my dad would survive and a feeling of love from my Heavenly Father. My dad fought on for about another 3 months after that experience then was pronounced cancer free in September of 2003, and has remained clear ever since. This experience has forever changed the lives of my family. We grew much closer together in those short few months and I think we all came to know Jesus Christ and our Heavenly Father much better. I know God lives and loves us. I know He watches over us and is in the process of shaping us into better people sometimes through painful experiences like this one.

How I live my faith

I try my best everyday to find something to do to help others. I hold doors, give compliments and smiles. I keep asking to help people in with their groceries but no one ever takes me up on the offer for some reason... Other than that I just go through with whatever life throws my way and do my best to keep moving forward and to stay happy. That's what life is all about, be happy and trying your best to help others to find that same happiness.