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Hi I'm Austin Weldon

I'm a Yankee by heart. I love working out and chilling at the beach. The restored Gospel has truly changed my life! I am a Mormon!

About Me

I come from a stereotypical diverse suburban family. I call New York my home, I love my ROOTS! My father, James Weldon, is from mostly Irish descent. He also has French, Swedish and Scottish heritage. My mother, Joyce Weldon, comes from the Martino lineage. She was raised in a purebred Italian family. Both, as I was, were born and raised in the city of Glen Cove, New York. All of my family live there, except for my father and I. We moved nearly 10 years ago to a rural town in sunny central Florida. We did it as revelation received from my father, to escape the city rat race and start over new in a more wholesome environment. We have enjoyed it ever since! I have just received my mission call! I will be serving the Michigan Lansing Mission, English Speaking! I leave for the Provo, Utah MTC on Wednesday, June 17, 2015. I am so thankful for the gospel of Jesus Christ and how much it has strengthened me. It has molded me into the person I am today. I want to share the happiness that I have with others and let them receive the same feelings of joy I possess today. This is why I have the true Christlike desire to serve a mission!

Why I am a Mormon

I was born in a small city on the North Shore of Long Island, New York, approximately 30 miles east of NYC to a Catholic Family. We never attended church but we proclaimed the church as our faith. As a young child I had rather older parents, My closest sibling, my sister April, is 18 years older than I am. The toll it took on my mom's body, unfortunately, took a turn for the worst. My mother, as time when on, suffered a mental breakdown. My father, to put bread on the table and pay rent, worked 86 hours a week. In due time, my mother, as her mental illness wore on, got incredibly overprotective with me. I wasn't allowed out of her sight. Which resulted in me not going to school. My father recognized this and took immediate action. My mother ignored authority and soon ended up being taken away from me. I was later taken to hospital to stay for 3 weeks to update shots, while waiting for a foster home. My mother was diagnosed psychotic. My father had to go through court trials and parent counsel meetings to finally get me back. The process took 9 months. Within those 9 months, I stayed with a foster care family. Once my father finally gained custody of me, we were reunited. My father wanted to find religion for me. We decide to actively go to the local catholic church. I tried signing up for sunday school but I was too late. My father and I were in a panic. My father prayed for an answer. Later that day he turned on the TV and saw the Lamb of God tape advertisement. He called and 2 missionaries arrived at his door that very week. They told him to read the Book of Mormon, to which he was hesitant. They told him to read the introduction and recall on how he felt. He accepted the offer. The spirit he felt as he read, was so strong, he could not put the book down. That very next week the missionaries showed up when my father and I were present. 8 of them!! They taught us and changed our lives forever. 2 weeks later, we were baptized, on January 2, 2005.

How I live my faith

My father is my ultimate driving force! He is my biggest role model. Anybody who knows me, knows just how much I respect him and care about him. My father has sacrificed so much for me, civilly, in this mortal life, to help me succeed. Without, I don't know where I would be today. I would probably still be in foster care, fighting for a chance to see my real family again. My father is the definition of work ethic and service. His heart is bigger than what my 6'1'' 220 pound frame could ever possess. My father used to work two full time jobs just to put meat and bread on the table. I used to stay up all night just so I could see when he came home from work. My father is the type of man I want to be to my future spouse and children. My goal someday is to be at least half the man he ever was! As for my mother,. Even though at times, it's hard to communicate. I still love her endlessly. She has made me a stronger person and truly built my testimony and spiritual integrity more than she could ever imagine. Her mental setbacks can be challenging but they have made me a more humble, compassionate than I ever thought possible. If there is on etching I know that she does well, it is this. She never stopped loving me. I can't thank my mother enough for that. Even at times where she physically or mentally couldn't do anything about it, she always left me a reminder of how much she loved me. These two people are staples in my life and are how I live my faith. They give me faith, they give me love, they give me shelter, they give me hope for tomorrow. I cannot thank them enough. My faith in Jesus Christ has grown more as time goes on, through the knowledge I learned everyday. I have been through a lot in my 19 years of life but I'm humble enough to stay that I truly don't know everything. Only God knows. Only Heavenly Father. Only Jesus Christ. I know that Jesus Christ lives. I know Joseph Smith restored the Church as we know it today. This is what I live for!