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Hi I'm Frances

I am a Mormon. I am a latecomer to the Church, coming to a knowledge of the Gospel in 2008 at the age of 59.

About Me

I am a true Florida native, something that is becoming rarer these days as people from other places discover the beauty and tropical climate here. I was raised on an island on a beautiful, spring-fed river in central Florida. Our family lived for years off the grid so I grew up learning how to cook on a wood stove, sew on a treadle sewing machine, quilt by hand,can and preserve the food that we hunted, fished, or raised ourselves. That kind of upbringing taught me to appreciate small things in life as well as gave me a thrifty nature. I am proud of my deep Southern roots and appreciate all that my parents and grandparents taught me about survival and saving for a rainy day. I still love to sew and quilt. I still garden by hand the way my grandfather taught me. I still preserve my own foods. I am so blessed to be a stay at home wife and mom so that I can continue with the things I love to do. I am grateful every day that Heavenly Father finally opened the ears of a stubborn old woman and really listened to what her daughter was trying to testify to her about.

Why I am a Mormon

My daughter became a Mormon years before I did. It was not for lack of trying on her part, though. She invited me to Relief Society activities every time they had them. I fell in love with those Relief Society activities long before I became a Mormon. The Mormons ideas of thrift and putting by for a rainy day so closely matched my own world view, I couldn't help but respect their way of life, even if I didn't agree with their doctrines. Things happen for a reason, I have always heard. So it was with me. It took four of my sons being in college simultaneously; and many late nights helping them proofread far more college-level essays than I was equipped to handle, before I accepted that Joseph Smith had to be inspired. When I found out that he was the same age my college-aged sons when he translated the Book of Mormon, I was stunned. I knew right then in my heart that the Book of Mormon had to be true. To get it right the first time, with no editing, with a third grade education--only God could have guided that young man's hand. So, at fifty-nine, I became a Mormon. It hasn't always been easy. There were lessons to learn, and a lot of things that needed unlearned. You don't get to be almost 60 without getting set in your ways. But His Grace has been sufficient for me, and I have a testimony of the Gospel that is alive and well in my heart. I am thrilled and honored to be serving as the Relief Society president in our little branch in Cross City, Florida. I feel so blessed to have a calling that suits me so well; one that continues to build my faith every day. However, Relief Society is only a part of the love and faith I have found being a Mormon. I know that Joseph Smith was a prophet of God the same as Moses, Jeremiah, or John the Baptist were prophets. I know that Jesus is the Son of God. I know that the Holy Spirit is real with the power to reveal the truth. I know the Gospel is true. These are just a few of the reasons why I am a Mormon.

How I live my faith

There are several things that help me live my faith. The sacrament meeting every week has the biggest influence on how I keep up my spirituality. During that hour is when I feel the closest to my Heavenly Father; more so than at any other time of the week. Also, reading my Ensign from cover to cover every month. There are so many beautifully written and timely messages in those magazines that truly uplift me on a daily basis. However, not only reading the magazines, but the scriptures as well. Daily Even if it is only a verse or two. I do have a copy of the scriptures on my cell-phone, but there is something to be said for holding that hard copy of the scriptures in your hand that makes them feel alive somehow.