Hark Hark Hark
Hark Hark Hark ’tis children’s music. Children’s music oh, how sweet. Yes, today was our Primary program at church.
It is one of my favorite Sundays of the year. These children, ages up to 11, get in front of the entire congregation and sing songs and give short little talks. It is the singing that I love.
During one of their songs, two little girls appeared to be in contest as to which one could sing louder. Mouth open wide, the words came out loudly. Smiles appeared on everyone’s faces as you know she was loving every moment of it.
I sat next to a guy in Priesthood Meeting who turned to me and asked about my being a Walton. He said his daughter lives in Idaho Falls and told him she is a friend of a guy named Walton on Facebook.
I suggested we look on Facebook and see. Sure enough, his daughter and I are Facebook Friends. In an effort to understand how we became friends on Facebook, I asked, “Is your daughter into photography?”
“Big time,” he replied.
Well, there’s the connection. And, it goes to show what a small world it is.
Speaking of Priesthood…
I love my Band of Brothers. These men, many old enough to be my father, are the cream of the crop. When I was laid up many of them stepped in to help me. One loaned me his chair that helps you go from reclined to standing with the push of a button. Not only did he loan it to me, he got it some of the guys to help him deliver it and set it up in my bedroom.
This is not all, a friend recently had a second brain tumor removed. This is the second one in just a few years. These guys have got together, and within a few days have scheduled daily rides to and from chemo-therapy for this man. We’re talking 3-hours a day, 5 days a week for the next several weeks. It took about 2 days for all of those ride commitments.
Next Saturday, we will all get together for a chili dinner. After that dinner, we will join millions of other men, across the world, for our semi-annual conference. While the conference will be broadcast on BYUTV and the Internet, I enjoy being there with these men who live in our area and watching it together.
Here’s a sample of why I love being around these men. (click here)