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Hi I'm Jaron

I was born and raised in California. I graduated from CSU Bakersfield in 2013. I'm a Mormon and I love it.

About Me

I'm Jaron. I recently Graduated from California State University, Bakersfield with a BA in History. I haven't been able to land a fulltime lob yet (my graduation ceremony was only a month ago!), so for now I'm working at McDonalds to replenish my savings. I was able to make it through school without ever going into debt. I worked for a while, than went to school for a while. It took me about twice as long as it might have, but I am grateful to have avoided the massive student debt problem facing so many Americans. In my free time I read, play games and do light housework. As a hobby, I have also been working on a novel. It's a science -fiction novel about space exploration and colonization. So far, it's reached over 400 pages and I don't think I'm even half-way done! Although I hope to someday have it published, for now I take pleasure in letting my family and friends enjoy it. I don't really know where i'll be in ten or twenty years, and I often wonder what step to take next. Then again, if I already knew, that would take all the fun out of finding out! ;)

Why I am a Mormon

My parents and grand parents were all members of this church, so you might say I was born a Mormon. That isn't the whole story though. As I grew up, particularly when I was a teenager, I really started to wonder about it all. Was there a really God? Is this the true church? After spending a long time pondering this, I didn't find a clear answer. There was no grand opening of the heavens, no voice of thunder, no great signs or wonders. I had just about given up when I realized... it just worked. The gospel made sense, and so did the existence of a supreme being. The arguments against the existence of God seemed petty and baseless. I also began to see that much of why I was not receiving witnesses was because of my own sins. Without really knowing why, it just felt true. This feeling kept me coming to church until the real revelations came. When I first began learning to drive a car, I was very nervous, afraid even. I was afraid i'd get in a wreck and make my parents waste a lot of money getting the car fixed or worse: someone could be hurt/killed. To calm my fears, I started praying every time I got into the car but before I started the engine. Something amazing happened: nothing. I was afraid of all sorts of things that might happen, but nothing happened. Not only that, but there were a lot of times that things almost happened. I would start rifting but snap out of it right before I went off the road. I would stop paying attention but than realize it right before I rear-ended somebody, ran a stop-sign, or something like that. Each time it was like somebody was tapping me on the shoulder and telling me to watch the road, but in none of these cases was there anybody else in the car. I felt as though the Lord was telling me, "I've got your back." To this day I still pray before driving anywhere (even if a lot of people think it's kinda weird) and I always try to remember the subtle yet significant ways in which the Lord has blessed my life.

How I live my faith

My religion is an important part of my life. I've gone to church on Sunday since I was a kid and I don't think i've missed a week in almost ten years. (Some one once said that 90% of success was just showing up, and I don't want anyone to say I messed that part up!) I read I the Bible and Book of Mormon daily pray almost more than I'd care to admit to. I also try hard to live up to the standards of my church. While others say they look restrictive, I find they help me to make sense of things. While you might think walls stop you from getting to places, without them you wouldn't know if you were in the right room. Without my standards, I feel that I would be similarly lost: not even knowing were I was, let alone where I should go. I was recently called to serve as a ward missionary (the missionaries riding around in pairs and knocking on doors being full-time missionaries, I guess that makes me a part-time missionary). I haven't really done much yet in this calling, but I look forward to the opportunity to teach. I've always found the best way to really learn something is to teach it, and I'm eager to see all the stuff this calling is going to teach me! While studying is great, the best way to learn about something is by doing it. Thus, I have striven to live the gospel. In so doing, I have found the Lord blesses us for all our efforts to do good, despite our failings. After all, nobody's perfect... at least, not yet.