Stripling Warriors' Mom: Parker's Second Birthday

Monday, September 15, 2008

Parker's Second Birthday

Today was Parker's second birthday. He is talking a lot these days. Yesterday at church in nursery, he received a packet of bubbles and play dough for his birthday. The nursery Daddies told him it was for his "Birthday." He had not said "birthday" before yesterday, since no one had told him it was coming. He learned it and was excited about his presents.

Today for his birthday, he had 2 cupcakes before he ate his dinner.
He had vanilla frosting all over his face.
He loved the Jello and peaches on his plate before he ate any meat or potatoes.

It was his BIRTHDAY! Aaron took some video shots and stills of his special day. He had awakened from a nap and seemed a little cross. Grandma made sure his quadrants were in place and he was good the rest of the meal. He opened his presents and was excited to get a plastic boat with a sail and rudders, he also was given a DVD of MICKEY MOUSE. Parker was in heaven.

1 comment:

McIntire Madness said...: Happy Birthday Parker! Those pictures look so much like Aislyn! So, I hacked into your account to update your list! I thought the So She Dances was on there so i just made sure it was and while I was at it I added a few surprises. Enjoy!; September 16, 2008 at 2:06 PM

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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