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Hi I'm Jerrika

I was born and raised in Bountiful, Utah. I love to watch and play sports. I am a Mormon.

About Me

I am a 19 year old girl who is majoring in Early Childhood Education at college. I love watching sports, especially collegiate basketball during March Madness. I played volleyball in high school, and I still love to play it despite an old shoulder injury. The coolest vacation I have ever been on was to the Bahamas, it is so warm and pretty there. I have a big family, and we love to play games together.

Why I am a Mormon

In 9th grade, I was really struggling in the gospel. My grandma had just been diagnosed with Leukemia. I was stressed about my new position in volleyball. High school was coming closer, and I was worried about finding good friends. I was in hard classes, and I stayed up until 3 every morning doing homework. Above all, though, I hated church. My leaders and teachers were awful. I dreaded Sunday, which was really sad because it was my one day to relax. But I hated it. One Sunday, I was crying to my mom as she was making her bed before church. I just kept saying I didn't want to go. Finally, she just said "Then don't! We don't make you go and we will never make you go. Just stay home!" It has always been expected to go to church in our family, even if my parents didn't make us go. I had never even considered not going to church. But I really liked the idea. However, there was a pit in the bottom of my stomach that I thought was guilt at the time. I went into my bathroom, and just started crying. Why did I feel so guilty? I hated church. I hate showing emotion, to pretty much everyone, so all that emotion I had been holding in erupted. I fell to my knees, sobbing. Conveniently, I was in the perfect position to pray. I wrestled in prayer with God for probably an hour and a half about the truth. Finally, the spirit overwhelmed me, and I realized that thing I thought was guilt was the spirit, begging me to stay a part of the gospel. I came to the conclusion that a church that was so difficult for me to leave, was one worth staying a part of. At this time, I was still very distraught about my situation and all that was happening to me. I can only describe what happened next as incredible: I literally felt someone beside me, almost pulling me to my feet. At that moment, I physically felt all my worries and troubles leave my body. This church is real, Christ's Atonement is real, and God loves you. I love this gospel, and hope you can find what you're looking for here.

How I live my faith

I previously served in the presidency of the women's organization my ward, but I am currently serving as a missionary in Hungary. The best way to participate in your community or ward/branch is to accept whatever calling is asked of you. Those that are too hard, or not hard enough. Go to things the ward or stake has, like parties or socials. Go to church on Sunday and talk to as many people as you can. Some of the best friendships I have ever had started with us meeting through church.