Stripling Warriors' Mom: Sunday Sacrament Meeting Home Ward

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Sunday Sacrament Meeting Home Ward

At Tracie & Jared's

I have spent the last few days at Tracie and Jared's with their children since Thursday. I got to be Grandma and attend to them between coming and going to Relief Society on Thursday evening, a funeral yesterday and my temple shift on Saturday.

It was fast day, but I forgot it was not being at home. I fixed the kids German Pancakes and bacon for breakfast. So I fault no one else for the same thing.

The baby was coughing and decided to just go to my own 9:00 am sacrament meeting and leave him with Drew who is almost twelve while I went to my ward a few miles away. It gave me the added lift to go to my own ward so I wouldn't miss taking the sacrament. I took Mady with me to my ward, and she liked going with grandma.

I took the boys to their primary meetings at 2:00 pm and made Sunday dinner. I invited Aaron, Candice and the kids to come over for dinner. We enjoyed a nice visit and it made it nice for Candice to not have to make a full dinner as well. We had a roast and mashed potatoes, green salad, cornm mixed vegetables and raspberry sherbet.

The kids watched "Willow," an old video movie but new to them. They all enjoyed seeing a movie with a lot of little people, dwarfs really. It was in a medieval setting and the main character was very short. After a while don't all these kinds of movies seem alike otherwise? What with monsters, evil sorcerers etc., like "Lord of the Rings" and "Harry Potter"-types?

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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