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Hey!!! My new calender ENDS December 31st!! Its a sign. I'm telling you. The world will cease to be on December 31st 2009. Tell your friends and neighbors. Put on your tin foil hats and join me as I wait for the End. I'll provide the punch!

Great question! The simplest answer is that the Old Testament isn't a detailed history of the Jewish people. Yes, history is included, but it is not the purpose behind it's existence. Instead the Bible uses the historic back drop of real people and places to teach us lessons. If Melchizedek had a role in Sarah giving her handmaiden Hagar to her husband, it may not have been important enough to the lesson being taught to be written. Its kinda like telling a joke. If you want to tell a joke, you don't include unimportant details. For example: "A horse walks into a bar, and the bartender say why the long face." You wouldn't tell the joke like this, "On January 08, 2009 a horse belonging to John Doe escaped his stable. He wondered a few blocks down Pine St. until it happened upon Jimmy's Bar and Grill, The horse forced its way into the front screen door scaring many of the patrons inside. Police quickly responded and return the horse to Mr. Doe. In an interview after the incident, the bartender, Jimmy Cole was asked what his reactions were when the animal entered the Bar. He responded, "I was shocked for a moment then I realized it was just a horse and asked the horse 'why the long face?'. This seemed to lighten the moment for some of the customers that were screaming hysterically" Damage to the Bar is estimated at $200.

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Hello, I’m Nick Day. First and foremost, I'm a husband and father. In addition to my wonderful wife, I have two children. My son is 2 and my daughter was born June 6th. I'm very proud of my family, and they mean more to me than just about anything else. I'm also a proud member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I’m originally from the plains of Northern Ohio, and now reside in the hills of Kentucky. For the past two years, I have been a full-time college student. I just graduated from Eastern Kentucky University with a Bachelors of Arts in Geography with a concentration in Global Studies. No, I will not be teaching. My degree is tailored toward utilization in the intelligence sector. The years before my wife and family were dedicated to serving my country in the U.S. Navy. I've served in both Operation Enduring Freedom and Operation Iraqi Freedom aboard the aircraft carrier USS Theodore Roosevelt. Within the next few months, I'm looking forward to the continuation of my service to this country by working with one of this country's top intelligence agencies. I wasn’t always a member of the Church. I was born into a good Catholic family that went to church most every Sunday. My grandfather is a Deacon, and my uncle is a Priest in the Roman Catholic Church, so I had a lot of influences on my faith. It wasn’t till my uncle sent me on the T.E.C. retreat at Our Lady of Consolation in December of ‘99 that I finally started on the road to find my own faith. I entered the retreat close minded. The only reason I agreed to go is because I would miss a day of school. The first two days I was there, I just sat in the back and listened, but did not participate in the activities. Then, Saturday evening I was roaming around the basilica when I felt His presence. I felt an overwhelming calm come about me. It started out like a light in the distance that seemed faint at first but as it got closer and closer it surrounded me. It was an exhilarating experience, and I didn’t want it to end. I had felt the presence of God. That was the major turning point in my life. From that point, I felt the need to get to know God. Immersing myself in the Catholic faith, I studied the Bible extensively. At a point after reading through the Bible, I felt called to do something more to serve my Father in Heaven. I thought at the time that the only thing more I could do was to become a Priest, so I started on that road. I studied the rituals and history of the Catholic Church. When it came time for me to choose a seminary, I could not choose. It was as if God wasn’t calling me in that direction anymore. Confused and needing time to ponder, pray and reflect on God’s path for me, I joined the U.S. Navy. I figured that it would give me at least four years to find God’s plan for me. I continued my preparations for the Roman Catholic Priesthood for about year in the Navy, but the more I dug into the Catholic faith and tradition, the more I found things that didn’t agree with the Bible. As I studied the history of where the Catholic Church came from, I became convinced that an apostasy took place. After my rejection of Catholic theology, I formed my faith directly from the Bible. I confirmed the cornerstones of my faith, God the Father, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost. I knew that they were separate entities. I knew that the sacraments of God can only be given by those with an authority passed down from Christ Himself. I knew that families are central to God’s plan, and celibacy is not a prerequisite for preaching the Gospel. I knew that there was no original sin, because babies were not mentioned in the Bible as being baptized and original sin did not prevent Mary from being sinless. Even though I understood that finding a church that practiced perfect Biblical faith in the modern world was impossible, I began searching for a church that at least reflected the truth of the Bible. I knew that God would speak to my soul when I got to the right church. I went to multiple different churches over the next 3 years. They were each full of very nice people, full of spirituality, but they lacked the truth I was seeking. Then one day I was put in charge of a berthing cleaning detail. There were four of us. After completing what we set out to do, we began to shoot the breeze. Somehow we got on the topic of religion. Two of the guys were Protestant, and the other was a Mormon. Almost immediately the Protestants “ganged” up on the Mormon. By the time it was all over, I found myself Biblically backing up the Mormon’s beliefs (to my surprise). Afterward, we all went our separate ways. Until that day, I wouldn’t have considered investigating the Mormon Church. However, that small religious discussion got me thinking. I felt that there may be something more to this misunderstood faith. I found the closest Mormon congregation to me on the Church’s internet page. That next Sunday, I walked into the LDS chapel in Norfolk, VA. After attending the service, I felt the truth in what was being taught. I went to leave, but people were not really leaving. They were just going into what seemed like random rooms, so I walked around and found two guys wearing name tags. Thinking they were something like ushers, I said to them, “Hey, you guys seem to know what’s going on here, so where do I need to go.” They just looked at me very puzzled, and asked what class I was in. I said that I didn’t know. Then they asked if I was a member. I said no. Then they asked who I came with. I said that I just came on my own. By this time they were exceptionally dumbfounded. They miraculously overcame their astonishment and found me a classroom. I enjoyed and agreed with what was being presented in the class. By this time, I could really feel God speaking the truth of this church to my soul. As my investigation of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints continued in the coming weeks, I realized that this church was the “impossible” church. It not only reflected the truth of the Bible, but met every single requirement that the Bible has for the true church. I quickly gained a testimony of the restoration and was baptized and confirmed after about two months of investigation. Four years later, I hold the Melchizedek priesthood, and have been married and sealed to my wife for all-time and eternity. I thank those of you who took the time to read through my story, and I’m looking forward to reading your thoughts and sharing my own.

Before I post my own introduction, I thought I would comment on your journey. There is no reason that anyone should hate you for your faith in God. God works in mysterious ways and sometimes calls a person in a direction that seems unorthodox to others. The path that God has put you on is obviously more important to His grand plan than the path you were on previously. A Hindu Priest once told me that faith is like a mountain. At the base, things on one side of the mountain seem very different from the other side of the mountain. However, as you climb higher and higher up the mountain, your faith seems closer and closer to that of the other side of the mountain. And when you reach the top, you realize that everyone was climbing toward the same point. That point is God, and He does not abandon his children around the world just because some happen to climb the mountain differently.