Stripling Warriors' Mom: Another Great Day . . .

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Another Great Day . . .

Last Wednesday we went to do more sealings for couples and children. Today we went to do some work for my maternal second-great grandparents. It was a very special feeling doing their work at the same time, the same day.

I thought their work was done a long time ago. Then. . . newFamilySearch.org came along and straightened out all my lines. These great grandparents had fourteen children. Now all but one child is sealed to them. We will do that one soon too.

There is no end of this work, but such a great testament (to me) that this work is so rewarding. I am so delighted to be a part of this important work. I could write about it for hours. But, I won't right now.

I just know that they consider having their work done here as a C-E-L-E-B-R-A-T-I-O-N, there. Just like we (do here) make a big fiesta for a baptism, with a pinata and barbecue and all, or a missionary going or coming home when they finish.
And to be sure to mention, WEDDINGS!

We went to a piano recital for Dallas and Cody this afternoon, and then to our Ward Christmas party. They had Lasagna. It was delicious. I made brownies with marshmallows melted on top with chocolate frosting. Ron liked them, but I think when I make them again I will put more butter, the ones I made were kind of dry to me.

Oh, well, I need to practice. I haven't made brownies in years.

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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