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Hi I'm Jayne

I grew up in a Swedish settlement in Iowa. I am a Morman.

About Me

I was injured in 1952 and the rest of my life lived with chronic pain. All trials become blessing with time, effort and faith. I am a mother of 9 children, 8 adult stepchildren as dear friends and three others that lived in our home. I and my children learned and completed many different kinds of arts and crafts over the years. I taught my boys and my girls all to cook and bake, sew, do yard work, home repairs and how to care for our transportation. The scriptures and prayer were very much apart of our daily life. I taught them to love and serve one another. Community service is and was important. We did many things for our neighbors and the community. We helped people to vote, raised money to buy gifts for the nursing home near by, elfing families in need and just for fun. Instead of toilet papering someone I told the children to cookie them. It was fun and appreciated. I worked for the State caring for disabled adults in my home and at other times had my own licensed Day Care Learning Center at home. I know the challenge of divorce after a marriage of 21 years and being a widow more than once. My children loved their step father that cared for them and raised them. They also love my other two husbands who love me and my children as if they were their own children.

Why I am a Mormon

While reading the Bible at a young age I realized right away that the stories were true, but not accurate. I knew God did not make Pharaoh's heart hard when Moses talked to him. God loves all his children. I wondered why we do not have a prophet today and temples. I knew a man would not go to Hell who sought God, worshiped Him and lived the best he knew how. When I was turning 14 the missionaries from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints came to our home. I enjoyed what I heard and when they placed a copy of the Book of Mormon in my hand the Holy Ghost bore wittness to me that all I had been taught by the missionaries was true. I knew that God knew I knew all they taught was true and I could not deny it. I had the Holy Ghost in and out of my life as I was growing up during times of grate trials. I have had the Holy Ghost as a constant companion since I was baptized . What a difference this has made for me. I know that Jesus is the Christ, the only begotten son of God. I know that he died and 3 days later was resurrected. He took our sins up on him if we will repent and follow him. I know that Joseph Smith was called of God to be a prophet and that we have a prophet today and will have till Christ returns.

How I live my faith

My family is grown now. I held many church callings over the years. These callings challenged me, brought me joy and peace. I wanted to serve a mission when my youngest son turned 19 and my youngest daughter a few weeks later turned 21. Two weeks after my daughter turned 21 I started my mission even though my husband of nine years died the year before we were to serve. Life has been filled with trials from a very young age. I committed myself to live my life as Jesus taught when I was three years old. I read the Holy Bible from cover to cover starting at the age of 10 and read it every day. I attended what ever church was near by. The people were the same though they believed some what differently. I enjoyed learning of our Savior, Jesus Christ. My Mother taught me many things and lived what she believed. She read the Bible to us every night and prayed morning and night with us. Reading the Bible brought me peace and gave me the patience of Job with my illness. Attending church, reading the Bible taught me how to live and to have faith and comfort through the hard times. I was treated badly by men and miscarried just after my 13 birthday. I lost my senses for a few hours after another man tried to hurt me again. With the grace of God, and prayer I was able to get through the day. It took years to fully heal from what these men did. I was able to protect myself and God would help me as needed. What would I have done with out my knowledge of where we came from, why we are here, where are we going and blessing of the priesthood to sustain me? 2000-2003 (in two and a half years) I lost my brother, the next month one of my sons, two days after his 20th birthday, became a quadriplegic, the next month one of my daughters was diagnosed with Lupus of the organs....five members of my immediate family died in including my husband. Every month was something. I do what is right, not what is easy. God does and will help us. I have always had much to be thankful for.