Stripling Warriors' Mom: Mom Responds to An Early Christmas Gift

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Mom Responds to An Early Christmas Gift

Hello!

I feel like Christmas has come early to the Peterson household. The pictures and video clip are just what we needed to see. I have blown up the picture and shared it with everyone in my family because we miss our son so much. Thanks again for taking the time to forward these precious glimpses into our sons mission.

Carol~

"Thank you so much for the great pictures of our son and his companions! What a nice surprise it was to get them tonight when I checked my email. And thanks also for having them in your home for dinner. It's such a good feeling to know he is meeting such good people who are being so kind and feeding him. We wish your family a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Love,
Sister Sue

"Thank you so very much for the pictures you have sent of Tyler and his companions. You have no idea how much we appreciate your kindness. Thank you also for feeding him : ). - Suzanne

It warms my heart to be able to return the favor someone did for me when Tana was on her mission and when Aaron served also. It always amazes me that such a small thing can mean soooo much.

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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