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Hi I'm Bekah Applegate

I love to laugh, I love music and I am such a mormon!

About Me

I grew up on a small farm on the plains of Colorado. I have a mixed family, two moms, a dad, and a whole bunch of brothers and sisters. All of my parents are now divorced, but that hasn't changed that they're my family. Family means a lot to me, but my faith means more. I grew up in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and I'm so grateful I did. I believe that this is a church that can and is intended to include everyone, and it's something that I've experienced over and over and over again. Now, I've given up 18 months of my life to focus on sharing with others the light that has been given to me by being a member of this church. My biggest hope and dream for my mission and for my future that I can be the good that I've always sought out from the world.

Why I am a Mormon

Why I decided to stay Mormon definitely dates back to when I was fifteen and sixteen. My mom was diagnosed with stage four breast cancer when I was fifteen and had her surgery just before my sixteenth birthday. Up until then, I wasn't so sure about this religion, and I didn't particularly care to find out. But when your parents sit you down to tell you that your mom had a 40% chance of surviving, even if they say it in the most gentle way possible, you have to have something to cling to. I didn't. I really didn't have a true testimony of the Gospel, or of Jesus Christ. I knew the answers we should give: read the scriptures, pray- but I had never done it for myself before. For a long time I was confused and sad, and I wondered what the point of praying was, if this was happening. What could God do? He was the one who gave her cancer in the first place! My heart was full of bitterness and resentment. I don't know what made me do it. I have no idea what made me kneel down one day outside the animal pens in the gathering darkness; but I did, and I remember pouring out my heart to a God I didn't know. I begged Him not to take my poor, sick mother from me. I told him that I desperately needed her still, and I didn't know if He was up there, but He needed to know that. I promised that if He did save her, I would make an effort to be better. I finished my chores, wiped my tears, and went inside to read my scriptures to prove to Him that I would keep my promise. My mom didn't get better right away. She was still going through Chemotherapy, and had Radiation after that, but I started sitting with her when I got out of school, and eventually she started improving. I've been trying to keep my promise to God ever since.

How I live my faith

My faith is so much more than just getting on here and saying that I believe that Jesus Christ is my Savior. It's so much more than stating that I'm a Mormon. For me, if what I believe doesn't sink into my every moment, into my heart and if I don't live and breathe what I believe, then why on earth would I claim it for myself? I'm not saying that I'm perfect, but I guess I'm trying to make the point that living as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, for me, has to be so much more. That's part of the reason that I decided to serve my mission. A mission is a period of time that a member can consecrate (which means to dedicate) to their God. When they can focus on learning and teaching the doctrines of Jesus Christ; and when they can, themselves, change to become what it is the Lord might have in store for them. It's a crash course in selflessness, in patience, and in knowledge. We give up our everything, so that we can try to share with others those things that mean the most to us. Of everything that I have done in my life so far, of everything that I have believed, of everything that I have tried to live the best that I could, this has been the most fulfilling, the most special and the most precious. Each and every person on this earth is tested and tried, and sometimes it feels as if my entire life has been one difficult trial after another. But regardless of how much those I love hurt me, or others, I have learned that we all have a Savior. His name is Jesus Christ, and He makes all the hurt go away. The only way I have learned to live my faith, really, has been to share it. To share what it is about this religion that has changed my heart so completely and helped me to stand and love others. And it's all Him, Jesus Christ. He is truly, absolutely, wonderful.