About Me

I'm a millennial born in 1989. I'll let you do the math to figure out how old I am. I was born into a loving LDS home that taught me correct principles. I served a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Upon returning home and watching all my companions and friends get married, I realized there was a huge elephant in my own closet to address.

On the Gay Mormon Stripling Warrior:




This is actually from a paper I wrote for a religion class a while back.

“and it came to pass that there were two hundred, out of my two thousand and sixty, who had fainted because of the loss of blood; nevertheless, according to the goodness of God, and to our great astonishment, and also the joy of our whole army, there was not one soul of them who did perish; yea, and neither was there one soul among them who had not received many wounds” (Alma 57:25). These two thousand stripling warriors were some of the most righteous and faithful and young men in the Book of Mormon. Their mothers had taught them and they did not fear evil, but trusted in their Heavenly Father. Even though they were so righteous, not one of them made it out of the battle (life) without wounds… some more severe than others. Like the stripling warriors, we each have our own trials of varying degrees. The point isn’t to see who has hard trials or more extreme wounds; the point is to make it out all together, alive."

I like the stripling warriors was taught correct principles by my mother. I put on the armor of God, but have sustained many "injuries" in the process. I am continuing to press forward because I will not allow myself to die from wounds I've received. Through Christ's atonement, I will make it to the great judgement seat of God at the last day and have him wrap his arms around me and say "Well done thou good and faithful servant". 

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