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Hi I'm Michael

I've been blessed with a GREAT family. Live in a GREAT city. And even with life's challenges, life is GREAT! I'm a Mormon!

About Me

I'm 47 years old and a father of four great kids, and husband to one wonderful wife. Our oldest daughter and her husband have now blessed us with two fantastic grand-daughters. We get to spoil them and then give 'em back to mom and dad. It's great! My wife and I own a small retail car lot, so we love working with people (she's better at that than I am!) and love everything about cars, trucks, SUV's and so on. We've been remarkably blessed to keep our doors open during these difficult times. My dad taught me how to play golf when I was young, and I still love the game. I'm trying to teach my son now, but he may be a baseball player at heart. I love playing catch with him and watching him play ball. He's a natural. I've had a chance to live here in the U.S., South America and Europe and despite our differences, I've found people of all backgrounds and faiths are remarkably good. When we look at each other for who we really are, we can see good in everyone. That may seem naive, but I truly believe that!

Why I am a Mormon

My conversion to Jesus Christ began when I was 11 years old and living in West Germany. My dad was serving in the U.S. Air Force and flew fighter jets. He was serving as the squadron commander and so sometimes he got unusual assignments. On this one occasion, he and 15 other servicemen got the assignment to fly out to a remote part of Germany to scout out a new radar installation. They had to travel by helicopter. During their flight, a mechanical failure took place, and the helicopter crashed, killing all 16 men. It was a difficult time. We lived in a big apartment building and my best friend's family lived across the hall. I'm sure I was being a pain in my mom's neck, so the night of the accident she had me sleep at my friend's apartment. At that time we still did not know the extent of the accident. I remember laying in the top bunk of my friend's bunk bed, not knowing if my dad was dead or alive. I prayed to my Heavenly Father for the first time that night wanting to know if everything was going to be alright. As I lay there, scared and feeling very alone, a very clear voice/feeling (it's kinda hard to describe) came into my head saying, "Michael, it's going to be OK. You will see your father again one day." I now know that was my Heavenly Father reaching out to a little boy, in a far away place, who had just lost his dad. I love God for being able to do that. Because of that, I've never had an angry moment about losing my dad. I sure do miss him, but I know he's OK and I'll get to hold him again one day. Eight years later I was playing football at a college in Arizona. A young lady I knew introduced me to the missionaries of her church. Turns out she was a Mormon. They were young men about my age, and I was curious about what they had to say. They taught me about my Savior and my Heavenly Father. I knew what they were teaching me was true. The Spirit touched my heart. The same Spirit that touched me long ago. I've never looked back.

How I live my faith

In our ward/congregation I get to serve as the bishop. It's a tremendous blessing to work with so many people who are trying to do their best in their families and their community. I get to see "good" every day. Life can sure throw some wicked curve balls, but I've learned that through faith and hope in Jesus Christ, all things can be kept in perspective and happiness can be found even in some of the most difficult situations. The Savior and his gospel have a wonderful way of helping us see through the fog and be able to see what's really important.....Faith in Jesus Christ.....The opportunity to repent, or change our ways......Baptism that can cleanse us from our past.......and receiving the Gift of the Holy Ghost. These blessings in my life help give me peace and direction in a sometimes cloudy world. Reading the Bible and the Book of Mormon with my family helps me love them even more. It softens my heart when I feel again and again, how much God loves us and wants us to draw close to him. The scriptures help me get closer to God. By doing that, they help me get closer to my family. Kneeling in prayer with my family always invites the Spirit into our home. I can say things in a prayer about my wife or my kids that I sometimes struggle with otherwise. It's a great way to express my love for them while speaking with my Heavenly Father. I realize that's kind of a cop-out, but it sure is a nice way to express my feelings about them! I love the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I know that God lives and speaks to living prophets today in guiding His church on earth, just like in ancient times. I know that God will speak to us through His Spirit. I know that with all my heart. He loves all of His children. He wants us to be happy and His Gospel found in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints brings us eternal happiness. I was fortunate enough to find that out. I encourage you to find that out for yourself. You'll love the journey!