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Saturday, April 4, 2009

Conference High Points~New Apostle Sustained

Our newest apostle sustained today, April 4. 2009. Neil L. Anderson. He was in the Presidency of the First Quorum of the Seventy. Here is link to read comments from a blog the wrote.
mormoninsights.blogspot.com/2008/06/method-fo...

He seems familiar and I remember reading some of his articles in the Ensign. He will make an impression on the Church and be able to speak to us tomorrow, very likely. I loved seeing our prophet, President Thomas S. Monson. I look forward to hearing more from our prophet.

Conference was amazing. I took notes and loved hearing from our leaders. I took notes in my journal. I appreciated all the messages by the brethren. Elder Scott's talk made a deep impression with his comments about temple attendance. I was pleased to hear him say he goes once a week and the times he travels and is away he makes up and goes extra to get his commitment fulfilled. I like that.

Since I have marathoned going to the temple to get my names completed I have felt a stronger and closer feeling to the Holy Ghost. That special place in the Celestial room continues to be a chosen spot to meditate in His Holy House. My heart is filled to overflowing. Sweet and uplifting.

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