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Hi I'm Bruce

Like everyone, I’m a lot of things—husband, dad, son, brother, friend, colleague, volunteer, Christian—and I'm a Mormon too.

About Me

I grew up in Southern California with a great family, the youngest of three boys. I’d envisioned staying in California as a youth, but it didn’t work out that way. I went to college in a different state and eventually started my career and settled down in Texas. I have many outside interests, from sports to fine arts to literature to gardening to painting, but with only so much time and resources to pursue them. Besides, I’ve discovered over time that inside interests like family are far more valuable, rewarding, and important to pursue. After many years of marriage and several windy roads, my beautiful wife and I were okay with continuing life together as a couple, but someone had other plans and blessed our lives with two wonderful children. It has dramatically changed my life, my perspective, and my appreciation for the things that really matter. This change has also improved me in so many ways now that I not only find myself adding footnotes to things I’d presumed to have learned long ago, but I continue to write new chapters to my life that I’d never anticipated.

Why I am a Mormon

I grew up a Mormon, and recognized subtle and not-so-subtle differences with my peers as I got older: little league games with Hawaiian Punch rather than caffeinated drinks; no sports or recreational activities on Sunday; no swearing; no alcohol; no hanky panky. I never felt left out, though. A high-school friend once asked: “Bruce, you’ve never had beer? How do you do it?” “Well,” I said. “You don’t miss what you’ve never had. And I don’t have to worry about the consequences from some of this stuff. Besides, somebody’s got to drive you idiots home!” Growing up in a certain faith, one does a lot of borrowing: mirroring your parents’ perspective of God, following their involvement in church during your formative years, and copying what others of your same faith do, how they act, and what they say. As time went on, my friends and peers of other faiths mostly peeled off of their faiths and went in different directions spiritually—sometimes to other beliefs and sometimes in entirely new paths. For me it was different. Being a Mormon offered more commitment, more substantive doctrine that spanned eternity and answered the big questions like no other faith I’ve observed, and with far more reward. But committing to such, and accessing the rewards that came from it, also required real, substantive, spiritual validation—a testimony of your very own—and the Mormon faith offered me that too. “If,” as the promise goes, “ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, by the power of the Holy Ghost.” I’ve asked. I’ve tested. I’ve lived it. I’ve felt peace, life direction, and deep satisfaction. I’ve failed at it too. But I know with deep conviction, confirmed by the Holy Ghost, that I’m indeed a member of Christ’s church that’s been restored again to the earth with the same authority and organization as anciently. That’s why I’m a Mormon.

How I live my faith

I’m not that successful at it yet, but being a Mormon is not a Sunday-only religion. It asks you to follow simple Christian doctrines every day, routinely, until they hopefully become part of you. Expectations are high, but Mormonism also recognizes that no one’s perfect, that we fail, but that we get up again and keep trying. And so I try (as I said, mostly unsuccessfully) to live my faith by doing: by doing things for others, by doing unto others as I’d have them do to me, by following the doctrines, counsel, and promptings that come through God’s word in the scriptures, modern-day prophets and apostles, and Gift of the Holy Ghost.