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Hi I'm Julie Blackley

I was kind of raised catholic. My mom dropped me off for mass. I knew church, not my Savior. Until now. I am a Mormon.

About Me

I am a wife. And I am a mother of five. I have spent the last 22 years primarily as a stay at home mom. I am so lucky!!! But staying at home has not always been easy. Money has been tight through the years and we definitely don't have the nicest house on the street but what I do have is an abundance of memories with my kids... and an added measure of patience. I think that is the main lesson I have learned through all my years as a mother, be patient with myself and be patient with my children, we are all learning. I had first hand experience with this when we decided it was a good idea for our family to homeschool our children for the "middle years." The middle years, as we define them, are somewhere between 5th-8th grade. We decided that we wanted to be the main influence in our kids lives during these sometimes difficult years. To say it was a little scary to pull them out of the public school system, which was doing a great job, and put their education entirely in our hands, well, a little scary is an understatement. I was terrified!! I am not entirely organized, I am horrible at math and I tend to drift from one project to another to suit my fancy. Did I really think I could do this? However, through the months and later years we could see the fruits of our labors. We learned together. We played together. We laughed and we cried together. And we grew together. Priceless memories are seared in on my heart. Because somehow, we did it, together!

Why I am a Mormon

Why am I a Mormon? Because I have received an answer to a prayer. It really is that simple. You see, I was raised catholic. I went to a catholic school, attended church regularly, and worked in a catholic school. Later I married a man with a strong testimony of the Savior but he claimed no religion as his own. He said I could raise our kids to be catholic. And so for a few years I did, however, ironically, I never had them baptized. One day my husband came home from work and started talking about a man at work. I found it odd. You see, my husband is an engineer. Him coming home talking about numbers or projects was normal, but people? But the trend continued. Everyday he talked of this man's character and as the weeks progressed he asked if we could have he and his family over. We did and they were delightful. We began to have a relationship with them and naturally our conversations moved from work, to our kids, to politics and religion. They shared their beliefs with us. They were mormon. My husband clung to their words, and later the missionaries, as they shared their knowledge and testimony of the Savior with us. I too, enjoyed their visits but I had my own faith. And so, weeks later my husband was baptized alone and I was thrilled that he had found his peace. The change that came over him was immediate. He seemed stronger, yet more gentle. Happier and with a fuller purpose of life. I can't deny it, I wanted what he had!! I wanted that peace! And so I dove into my religion. I read my scriptures late in the night, I went and spoke to a priest about my questions, I read books about catholicism. I wanted to feel like he felt!! I wanted to know my Saviour like he knew him!! I can remember it being a warm spring day and my husband was mowing the yard. I stopped him. Crying. I plead, "Why can't I know like you know?! Why can't I know!" He looked me plainly in the eyes and asked, "Have you prayed about it?" I did that day. I am mormon.

How I live my faith

As I already mentioned, I do a ton WITH my family. However, we don't all have the same interests. My husband hunts, we have a daughter who plays the piano, kids that ski, speed skate, dance, swim, take karate, play basketball, well, really the list seems endless. Now when I say WITH, I really mean participate, not just watch. Now I can honestly say not one thing on their lists of interests is something I did as a child. So basically, I stink at most of it! But none the less, I do it and I can talk a mean smack game right up until the timer goes off, the ball is tipped, the first note is played, well you get my drift. My days are exhausting! So where do I fill my cup?? Where do I get my affirmation that I CAN do something. Well, in the work that I do with my church but probably not in the way you maybe thinking. You see, we do not volunteer to take on various "jobs" or we say "callings" in the church. We are asked to do things. And these callings are not based on what we may already know but what we might be able to learn from the experience. I have had the opportunity to teach small children, plan large family events, teach family skills, Sunday school and work with the youth. And I can honestly say, none of these things appeared to come naturally to me. But as they say, hind sight is 20/20. I have learned that I love entertaining large groups of people and seeing them laugh, I learned that I can develop a new skill like making jewelry and teach it to others, and I've learned that teenagers are not scary but just want someone to help them find their way. I learned these things because I had faith that Heavenly Father knows me better than I know myself and He will lead, guide and direct me to grow to my best potential. Is it always easy? No way! Am I always successful in my eyes? No. But just like I want my kids to do activities to grow and learn who they can become, so does my Heavenly Father want that for me. I am His work in progress.