Stripling Warriors' Mom: Graduation Time for K2, Celebration!

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Graduation Time for K2, Celebration!

K2 with Mom & Dad Graduation from Mountain View High--

Today took us to the Marriott Center for Hank and Lori's oldest son, K2. We took up a whole row plus another half dozen seats as family and extended Family.

Both Grandparents were present as well as Bestafar, Great-Grandpa Burt, Lori's grandpa. He is getting more frail, and was in a wheel chair for convenience for him to navigate better. Bless his sweet almost 90 year old self! Lynn and Linda brought him, and was able to join us at the house for dinner.

K2 with pal, Shauna, a loyal supporter

This was a great day and K2 looked pleased to participate in the Mountain View A Capella choir singing "Come Thou Font of Every Blessing." It was beautifully done, and surprised me that they were able to get away with singing such a religious song at a high school graduation. I know this is Utah, so it kind of doubled as a "prayer of thanksgiving" which is what that song reminds me of. I know it is one of Lori's favorite songs for choir when she was Choir Director. It brought back pleasant memories of when their ward choir presented it back a few years ago.

I told Hank, that he now has two graduated from high school and only nine more to go of their children to their graduations in the years to come. He smiled. Time goes by so quickly, before you know it Karoline and Klarissa will be walking down the aisle in the graduation gowns from high school. Turn around, one day they are small and the next they are grown! Sunrise, Sunset. . . "

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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