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Hi I'm Becca Caswell

I love people. I'm an artist, heavy-thinker, music-lover an avid journal writer and I'm a mormon.

About Me

Growing up I moved around a lot. I was whisked around from school to school following my Dad's job opportunities. I've lived all over Utah, California, and Washington. The one thing that really stayed constant throughout all of this was the church. There is a lot of give and take in the church. We are expected to do a lot, but the promised and actualized blessings always outweigh that. The key is continuing to do the simple things that bring blessings: sincere prayer and scripture study.

Why I am a Mormon

At the time, I was looking for colleges. I ended up applying and attending BYU Idaho where I was surrounded by people that supported and understood my faith. My faith grew, and I proceeded to make the daily decisions to read the Book of Mormon and talk with my Father in Heaven in prayer. My faith grew within these daily efforts and this morning I am leaving on a mission. I am leaving to love and teach the people of San Fernando, California. I know there are people looking for the truth and it is to those that I am devoting this coming year and a half. “Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest.” John 4:35 Church is true. Book is blue. God loves you. I love you

How I live my faith

Well, there was a time when I wasn't doing those things that I was supposed to. My Junior and partially my Senior year of high school I didn't study my scriptures regularly. I prayed and went to seminary, but my heart wasn't fully in it. I began to feel discouraged. Having moved around so much, I started to think that no one cared what I did. The thought that everyone would be fine, or even better off, without me plagued my mind. Although I was surrounded by people I felt utterly alone. Within this time there were still some good days. On one of those good days I decided it was time to get my patriarchal blessing. I still had faith and I knew things needed to change in order for my hard experiences to refine me. Receiving my blessing gave me a new understanding of God’s awareness of me. I was not alone. I am not now. The choices I made mattered then and they continue to matter. By choosing to receive and act on this guidance, I was on a course propelling me to make other good choices.