My brother and I back in the day. Yes, those muscles are real. |
I was born in Caerphilly Wales to Melody Weedon and Raymond Jenkins on February 5th 1991. My parents separated when I was four years of age. I grew up with very little knowledge of God, my mother was Filipino and so we attended the Catholic Church many times with her friends. I never did wholly believe in there being a God simply because of the many unanswered questions I had that no one could answer. I was a shy quiet boy, I played Chess for my city and country, uber nerd, and proud. At the age of twelve I began to pursue rugby heavily and played every Sunday, that was when I came out of shell. My motto in life was; "Don't knock it until you have tried it" and so, I tried a lot of things the world had to offer, you name it, I've done it. Nothing brought a complete happiness, just temporary gratification.
Growing up in a single-parent home I never had a fatherly figure and secretly, I looked up to my uncle Michael J. Teh and admired him greatly. He was an exemplary husband, a great father, and always happy. I often asked myself "What does he have that I don't?". I shrugged the thought. At the age of fourteen I remember missionaries from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints came knocking on my door. I immediately turned off the television, turned off the lights and waited in silence in hope they would leave. They did. They continued to come back several times, I responded in the same manner. I thought to myself; 'These guys don't get the hint'. I figured these guys are pretty persistent I'll give them a chance.
The first night I met them they came with the Bishop. They gave me the Book of Mormon and explained what it was. I then remember my mother coming down and explaining to me that this is the Church that my uncle belonged to. I felt that I may be on to something and because of that statement alone I pursued it further.
I met with the missionaries multiple times, I nailed them with questions, every single one I could think of. They always had an answer for me. They challenged me that if I could come up with a question that could stump them that had an answer that we know of then they would pay me five pounds. I was very interested and had planned what I wanted to spend my five pounds on. My desire increased and my hunger for knowledge grew and grew. Everything I was learning rang true to me and it made so much sense.
Elder Sibley, Me, My Brother, Elder Cornia. |