The Church represents the kingdom of Jesus Christ as He established it here on earth; restored in glory for mankind with the same gifts, ordinances, structure and faith. The Church serves humbly as a forum through which God’s spirit can be shared with the world. It is a spiritual home for people across the globe and a conduit for God’s blessings and miracles.
Our mission is to teach the Gospel to all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost; teaching them to observe all things commanded by Jesus Christ (Matthew 28:19-20) and to draw Israel to Jesus Christ through an effort focused on the Native Americans of North and South
While we respect the freedom of choice as it applies to religious beliefs, we invite all who are seeking truth and sincerely interested in the simplicity of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ, to explore our web site; who we are, and how, through Jesus Christ and His atoning sacrifice, all men and women might find eternal salvation.
May the Lord bless your heart and mind,
Just over a year ago, I felt lost. I realized that I wasn't living the life promised to me by TV commercials and music videos; I was overwhelmed by a job that I didn’t love; I didn’t have much of a social life, and I could have stood to gain a few pounds at the gym.
It was time for a change, so I prayerfully asked God to direct me as I transitioned into a new career, sought opportunities to develop new friendships, and started establishing healthy habits.
Today's Miracle Monday is the first in our lost-and-found theme. Today, Brother Larry Watson shares a life lesson that he learned when he lost his keys.
I had recently moved to the Navajo Reservation after having accepted my first full-time teaching position at a nearby school. Young and single, I was full of idealism about my new profession and my recent calling into the ministry. But I had a problem. Well … actually it just seemed like a minor irritation at first, but it soon blossomed into what seemed like a major crisis — to me, anyway.
I couldn’t find my keys.
When they first turned up missing, it was no more than a little annoyance. I just misplaced them, I thought, and they’ll turn up by the end of the day. But they didn’t. It wouldn’t have been so bad, but it meant that I couldn’t use my car, lock my house, get my mail, unlock my classroom door ... well, you get the idea. It just didn’t make sense to me. Doesn’t this only happen to old folks after they begin to lose their memory? Not to me — I was still in my mid-twenties!