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Hi I'm Josh

I grew up in Utah. I have two brothers and five sisters. I've been called to serve a mission in Honduras. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I come from a split family. My mother and father got divorced when I was young, and both have since been remarried. I love being outside; whether I'm playing sports, boating, 4-wheeling, or camping. I also enjoy playing the piano and spending time with my family. I'm currently a senior in high school trying to finish my Associates Degree before I graduate. I am participating in an athletic training internship that takes up a lot of my time... I've been called to serve a mission in the Honduras, San Pedro Sula East mission; so reading the scriptures, studying Preach my Gospel, and listening to the Spanish radio have all become part of my daily routine. When I return from my mission, I plan on attending Southern Utah University and studying chemistry and athletic training. Of my seven other siblings, I am the fifth-oldest. Because of this, I have learned how much I love my family, and how desperately I want us to live together forever.

Why I am a Mormon

I've been a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints my entire life. I grew up with the example of both sets of my parents, and their unwavering faith in the church. Despite the wonderful example they set for me, there came a time in my life where I desired to know if this church really was or is the church of Jesus Christ. I continued doing the things that I was taught were right in search of my own answers. At the end of my freshman year in high school, I attended an LDS youth camp with two of my siblings. During this week-long, I prayed with all my strength to know if the church was true. The second to last day, I received an answer to my question. During a fireside, my brother was singing in a choir. I was looking down at the floor, and not really paying attention. I glanced up when the coir started to sing and met eyes with my brother. I immediately got the chills, and had a feeling of peace and incredible love. My prayer had been answered. Since this experience, I have had many similar experiences where I recognized the feeling of the Holy Ghost, or followed an impression. Each time I experience this, it adds to my knowledge of the truthfulness of His church. I know that this church is true. It was restored to the Earth through the Prophet Joseph Smith. He truly saw our Father in Heaven and His son, Jesus Christ. I know that there is a living prophet on Earth today who receives direct counsel from the Father. I know that because Jesus Christ suffered for my sins in Gethsemane and on the cross, that I can become even as He is. I love this church and this gospel. It is the one and only Church of Jesus Christ here on Earth today. Because of this knowledge, I strive to live my life in a way that my Father in Heaven would be proud of so that I can return to live with Him forever.

How I live my faith

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints has a tremendous focus on the living gospel of Jesus Christ. Having been raised as a member of the church has allowed me to experience a bunch of absolutely wonderful things. I strive to live my faith through being a quiet example. Like the prophet Paul councils Timothy in the New Testament, "Let no man despise thy youth; but be thou an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity." (1 Timothy 4:12) As I have done this, I have seen many blessings come from simply being an example to my friends and family. One such blessing came when I went camping with some young men. We had planned to hike down to Havasupai waterfall in the Grand Canyon. It was a 10 mile hike, so we all expected it to be relatively easy going. However, when we were about two miles in, a flash flood came roaring down the middle of the canyon. After a lot of debate we decided to move on, which included a lot of jumping the newly-created river. Once we reached the Havasupai base camp, they informed us that we could not go to the waterfalls. We had to hike back out. We were all physically exhausted and nervous for the hike that was ahead of us. Our leader took me and three other boys aside and said that we needed to carry everyone's things in order to help the group get out. After some re-arranging, the four of us strapped on our 50 pound backpacks and headed out with the rest of the group. After three long hours of hiking, we reached the top. But only a few of us had reached the top. Noticing this, another boy and I both grabbed some small packs with a few apples, jolly-ranchers, and water, and headed back down the two mile switch-backs. At the very bottom, we reached the last members of our group. We grabbed what things they were carrying, and slowly walked back up the switchbacks with them. This experience illustrated and reinforced, to me, the quiet example I strive to be.