Stripling Warriors' Mom: Life Long Learning, the Benefits Last Beyond

Friday, August 22, 2008

Life Long Learning, the Benefits Last Beyond

Don't worry when you are not recognized, but strive to be worthy of recognition.
Abraham Lincoln

There has always been a place in my heart for the great man, Abraham Lincoln. This week took and extraordinary turn to my education and understanding of him and his contribution to all mankind. The instructor, Dr. Robert Young, a dermatologist from Logan, Utah lectured on the life and insights of Lincoln.

I sat in the front row of every class that was offered in the weekly series. My notes are filled with comments made that I considered significant. The first day I attended I wrote in my notes, "This one is for you, Hank." My oldest son, Hank is a great admirer of Mr. Lincoln. Dr. Young recalls the many hours of his personal study about this great man. One of my favorite displays at Disneyland, as I remembered it was the exhibit on Main Street of the American Presidents portrayed with Lincoln in life-like form give an address.

The quote I posted at the beginning of today's entry was a quote I found from the link under the history notes at the side of my blog. It went directly to quotes by famous people and there was Abraham Lincoln's sayings. I found them very familiar as some others may have been given credit for what HE said. No matter. Truth is truth and the life of Abraham Lincoln has touched my life and helped me strive to be honest in my dealings with others. I read many books as a child about prominent figures in history. Their lives impacted mine and I see the greatness in principle I gleaned helped shape my life and the lives of my posterity. It is like a rock thrown into a pool of water and the effect is long lasting==if not everlasting.

I will post a couple of pictures from the web. It looks like I will need to call on an expert, (Hank) to help me find photos like he and Kiersten occasionally post of famous figures etc. noteworthy for the daily blog. It adds so much with just one picture, is like a thousand words (maybe) which I say often.

It tells me that making something better, or improved from the ordinary enhances the written word.

That is my pondering for the day....Love,

Mom aka Anna

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Power to Act in God's Name

I believe and know very strongly that, " A man, young or old never stands taller than when he is doing his priesthood duties or responsibilities. Be it station as a Deacon, Teacher, Priest, Elder, High Priest, Home teacher, priesthood holder husband, father, son or grandfather, Bishop, or Prophet of God. He has a mantle about him that emanates and gives him the authority to act in God's name, and uses it in righteousness. It is a blessing to him and his family. To this I know that he raises the bar in doing his duty to God and his fellow man.”

" I stand in awe of the goodness that pervades within that soul who honors and lives up to his priesthood calling with a pure heart. It is evident to me and cannot be hidden. I believe that quality shines in their countenances and His image is radiated in their face's.

Insights by Anna 11.22.09

Touch of The Master's Hand

And the auctioneer thought it
hardly worth his while
To waste his time on the old violin,
but he held it up with a smile.

"What am I bid, good people", he cried,
" It was battered and scarred,
Who starts the bidding for me?"
"One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?"
"Two dollars, who makes it three?"
"Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,"

But, No,
From the room far back a gray bearded man
Came forward and picked up the bow,
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody, pure and sweet
As sweet as the angel sings.

The music ceased and the auctioneer
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said "What now am I bid for this old violin?"
As he held it aloft with its' bow.

"One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?"
"Two thousand, Who makes it three?"
"Three thousand once, three thousand twice,
Going and gone", said he.

The audience cheered,
But some of them cried,
"We just don't understand."
"What changed its' worth?"
Swift came the reply.
"The Touch of the Masters Hand."

And many a man with life out of tune
All battered with bourbon and gin
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd
Much like that old violin

A mess of pottage, a glass of wine,
A game and he travels on.
He is going once, he is going twice,
He is going and almost gone.

But the Master comes,
And the foolish crowd never can quite understand,
The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought
By the Touch of the Masters' Hand.

Myra Brooks Welch