This Date in History

Thirty-two years ago today an event took place that would have a profound influence on my life.

I didn't know it at the time, in fact I wouldn't understand its significance for a few more years. On June 10, 1978 I was totally unaware that about 340 miles north of me, Mark Zimbelman was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

I'm so thankful that thirty-two years ago his heart and mind were open and ready to receive the truth when it was taught to him. After spending time in the redwoods pondering the meaning of life, he was prepared to act on the truths his friend and the missionaries taught him.

When he returned from a mission to Louisiana three years later he attended BYU.
We met there in our freshman ward... and well, the rest is history.

I have wondered if I had not been born in the church if I would have had the courage and integrity to stand up and do what I knew to be right. I hope that I would.
I'm so glad Mark did, and so thankful that he still has that same courage and integrity today.

The decision he made years ago has effected both of us for eternity.
And I am so thankful.