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Hi I'm Alex Koenig

Hello, I am Alex. I love fixing computers and operating machinery. I was baptized Dec, 13 2015. I am a Mormon.

About Me

I love computers, trance and progressive dance music. I work way too much, but it is worth it to watch my debt slowly diminish.

Why I am a Mormon

Throughout my life I have been given glimpses of the gospel. Almost all of my dad's side of the family is Mormon so it goes without saying that I knew a little bit about our faith while growing up. I remember attending church with my grandmother at least once every two months until I was nine. I also remember having my cousin, Emma, come visit us from Washington and tell me all the fun things she would do at her church. They both taught me about the Book of Mormon. These two women had a light in them that radiated in the purest of ways. It was the most difficult trial I have ever had to endure when they passed away. I thought that light would be gone forever. I would associate the church with them. When I would think of them pain would gush through my soul. After awhile, each time I thought of the church, I would feel that pain. Fast forward a couple of years and you could catch me living with my girlfriend in Ohio. A few days past New Years I noticed my girlfriend starting to get sick in the mornings. We bought a pregnancy test so we could rule that out. I remember praying to Heavenly Father (first time in 2 years) that I was ready to be a dad. The pregnancy test came back positive... After three months of carrying our child she decided she didn't want the child and aborted. I remember being so angry at God that I shut down and returned to my home in Illinois. I slowly started picking up the pieces, never asking for his help, wanting to show him I could do it by myself. After an injury at a dream job, I was told I would never be able to do my job again without hurting myself permanently. Frustrated, Shattered (again), and finally humble I prayed to heavenly father with all of my heart to help me. The next day, two missionaries showed up on my door. One had a light in her that I thought exited this world awhile ago. I invited them in the next day and their first lesson shattered me yet again, but this time, I was put back together with the gospel.

How I live my faith

I live my faith by practicing the teachings of the Gospel. I understand that we are not all perfect but it never hurts to strive for perfection when it comes to God's word.