Stripling Warriors' Mom: Top o' the Mornin to Ya--

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Top o' the Mornin to Ya--

I woke up this morning before 6:00 am. I lied awake for half an hour and decided to just get UP! I think it was my brain reprogramming me to take action so I could start my early morning seminary schedule. I mention my desire to use that hour for personal study and exercise regularly.

I am not at home and at Tana's taking care of her children while she and Nathan are at a Trade Show in Las Vegas, until Thursday. Last night was rough for them, I noticed after Family Night at Aaron's on the way home, the girls were missing their mom, and cried half way home. I feel for them. I know what it is like to miss your parents.

We had family prayer before they went to bed and I asked for them to be comforted during this time they were without their parents. They calmed down and we ALL went to bed. I fell asleep, and Kaitlyn at my side in the king size bed. The boys doubled up in Kaitlyn's bed, Lindsay in hers and the beds side by side with boys next to her bed. Lindsay takes on the little mother role and they quieted down and went to sleep snuggled together. It was a sweet scene, and they settled down for the night.

Today will be a busy day. They ALL have their music lessons, Lindsay her violin at 8:00 am, and piano lessons after school for her, Kaitlyn and Austin. It pleases me to know they are developing their talents too, like their cousins. I know how it takes time and resources for it and the sacrifice of both. The rewards are incalculable and last for the eternities. God Bless you all.

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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