I love being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I joined back in 1964 after a long struggle with faith. I had loved the Savior ever since I could remember, but the church of my youth deserted me as it moved into the intellect movement of the 60's. Without spiritual guidance, I fell away. The Lord distinguished between the words of my mouth and the longing of my heart. He knew that I wanted to believe and so he sent a young woman who told me the story of the Restored Gospel. She bore her testimony of Jesus Christ and promised me that I could know for myself and have my own testimony.

Now forty-six years later I can only thank her from the bottom of my heart for introducing me to the church. Indeed I do have my own testimony. I know that Joseph Smith was a prophet, called to restore Christ's church to the earth. We have a prophet today who leads and guides us. I am so grateful for Latter-day scriptures that bear testimony of Jesus Christ. The Book of Mormon is the Word of God. It stands as another witness of the Savior and it's truths have touched my life in very personal ways.

I hope that my poetry reflects the growth of my testimony and my love for Jesus Christ.

Interior Design

I am sure I have said this before but there are many moments that come for a very short time and if you are to enjoy them you must lay everything else aside and just go!  Fireflies on a summer evening are only here at a certain time in twilight.  Early morning fogs disappear as the sun rises.  A newborn with all the sweet sounds and the wondrous smell of new life only lasts a little while and then the baby is rolling over or starting to crawl.  Snowfalls that cover the trees and make the whole world a magical place are another one.  Even on the coldest of days the sun's rays will reach down and touch  that snow and it will not last.  So when there is a really good snowfall and the world has been transformed, we grab our cameras and head outside. 



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