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Garage Sales

Garage Sales

Elizabethe and Becky went looking for garage sales today.  I stayed home and worked on photography stuff.  Most of the morning they garage sale hunted and in to the afternoon.  I wonder if we’re going to have to add on to the house to store all the bargains they return with.

Everything right now is about faerie houses.  Yup.  My wife looks at something and says, “That would make a nice door knocker for a faerie house.”

As a result, it is my duty to photograph them.  I don’t mind, but I may just end up painting a picture of one with beautiful little faeries of my own creating.  I’m sure my idea of what a faerie looks like and my wife’s idea are two different things.


We took Becky to Chill-n-Grill where I ordered a sundae.  It was too much ice cream.  Blah.  I can’t handle large amounts of food any more.  Add sugar to that food, and I just feel yucky.

I am not 17 any more.

Church Tomorrow

I haven’t even seen the hymns for church tomorrow.  I hope they are ones I know.  If there was an email, I don’t remember seeing it.  As a result, I’m a little stressed.  I am also too tired to go look in case I missed the email.




I was asked to speak about the role of music and reverence in our meetings.  Today being the 5th Sunday, we had a combined meeting during the last hour of the meeting block.  I talked about why I play hymns when playing prelude music and read from the General Handbook of Instructions regarding prelude.

The real test will come in two weeks.  (Next week is Stake Conference.)  It will be interesting to see if our meeting impacted the reverence before Sacrament Meeting.

I bought a roasting chicken the other day, and after church I rubbed it with annatto and garlic.  I laid it on a bed of potato wedges and roasted it.  The potatoes absorbed the drippings.  It was so good.

We are constantly introducing the sister missionaries to new foods.  When I told them we were having ‘pappas y pollo’ they gave me a scared look.  When I explained that was Spanish for potatoes and chicken, they looked quite relieved.

We had some guests last night.  It turns out he grew up in Fair Oaks and graduated from Bella Vista.  I began listing off people and he knew a good number of them:  Greers, Snows, Beals, Millers and more.  What a small world it is.

Elizabethe’s hand is still bothering her.  She has an appointment on Tuesday with an ortho to see what’s going on.




It’s a nice bucolic day today.  It got up to about 60 today, and they are talking about snow later in the week.  At least it is a nice bucolic day today.

The hymns went quite well today.  It is a rare Sunday when I feel comfortable with every single hymn.  This was one of those days.

President and Sister Black were the speakers, and as he is the temple president, the topic was temple work.  President Black’s talk felt like validation about my feelings about the temple.  I love that we have a temple across the street from our chapel.  I love that Elizabethe and I only live 2 miles from the temple.

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Palmyra Temple as viewed from the Smith Farm

After church I gave Matt a ride to the airport so he could retrieve his pickup truck.  We had a nice talk on the way there.

As soon as I got home, it was time to prepare dinner for the sister missionaries.  Elizabeth wanted me to make a parmesan crusted chicken and pasta.  So it was.

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Chicken and Pasta

I told the sisters they needed to pose for a few stock photos for the church.  It’s funny how people act when you want them to act candid, but we managed to finally get a good shot that appeared to look as though they were teaching a discussion.

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Sisters Van Kampen and Hershi

Nice Break

Nice Break

I had a nice break today.  The one hymn that is really difficult to play was supposed to be our intermediate hymn today.  But, it turns out we had a special musical number so I had a nice break.

The theme was standards, and we were supposed to sing True to the Faith, but I lucked out today.  It’s all the well because I felt horrible.  I’m limping and that’s discouraging.

After church I came home and crashed.  I took a super long nap. When I woke, Jennifer and Spencer were fixing dinner, so I was able to just rest.

We had a roast in the freezer so Spencer roasted it, made some mashed potatoes, and Jennifer made a salad.  We were all set.

The sister missionaries came over for dinner.  After dinner we shared some laughs with some of my mission experiences with companions.  I will admit I had some pretty funny experiences.

Yesterday, Spencer went out and bought a couple of different types of desserts too.  So, we had cheese cake AND Boston Cream Pie.

Our refrigerator is running very full.  We need to work on consuming leftovers so we can make room.  And, we can’t freeze the stuff because the freezer is full too.

I Stand All Amazed

I Stand All Amazed

One of the first hymns I ever learned how to play on the piano was I Stand All Amazed.  It was the first because I believed my mom when she said it was the easiest.

The first time I played it was in Priesthood Meeting.  As a newly called Priesthood Pianist, I sat down to play it and I started shaking so badly, I wedged my leg between the floor and the piano to keep it from shaking.  The result was the entire piano started to shake.

Today in church, a young lady with an angelic voice, accompanied by her husband, sang that hymn.  It was the most beautiful rendition I have ever heard.  Her voice, and his accompaniment were perfect.  I could see tears streaming down faces as she touched each heart with the spirit as she sang.

I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me,
Confused at the grace that so fully he proffers me.
I tremble to know that for me he was crucified,
That for me, a sinner, he suffered, he bled and died.

I marvel that he would descend from his throne divine
To rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine,
That he should extend his great love unto such as I,
Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify.

Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me
Enough to die for me!
Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!

I think of his hands pierced and bleeding to pay the debt!
Such mercy, such love and devotion can I forget?
No, no, I will praise and adore at the mercy seat,
Until at the glorified throne I kneel at his feet.

Text and music: Charles H. Gabriel, 1856-1932

Elizabethe and I invited a young couple to join us and the missionaries for dinner.  I made my Chicken Coconut Curry, palak and rice pilaf for dinner.  We had a nice visit and a good time.

183rd Annual General Conference

Today would have been my good friend Enrico’s 67th birthday.  I think he would have taken great delight in having General Conference on his birthday.

Before conference started, we met with a BBQ company about vending food at our July 20th Art in the Yard Sale.  As the owner reviewed the menu, I started getting hungry.  They are going to be a great asset to our Art in the Yard Sale.

During the first session of conference, three important points were brought forth.  Before I reiterate them, I want to say what my mission president taught us.  He said the first session of conference is to the world, not just members of the church.  Since learning that, I’ve noticed the first session always has messages that are farther reaching than just Latter-day Saints.

The three important were 1) God has ordained marriage to be between a man and a woman and that any sexual activity outside that union is sinful, 2) we are taught to be tolerant and accepting of others, but not of sin, 3) women play a great role in the gospel and the only path for a man to return to our heavenly father involves his wife.   These teachings were further strengthened in the second session.

Between sessions I prepared white bean chili and corn bread to take to the priesthood dinner.  As soon as the second session was over, I grabbed the corn bread and chili and made my way to the chapel.

The dinner seemed scarcely attended compared to previous years.  I enjoyed the company of my friends as we sampled all sorts of chili.  At the end, we had quite a bit left over.

During the priesthood session, I looked at my watch.  It was 8:50pm EDT as the congregation sang Hope of Israel.  We were not in the Conference Center where some 21,000 men sang this hymn; there was less than 100 of us.  Yet, around the world, there were hundreds of thousands men singing in unison.  Perhaps, there were even a few million.  I don’t know the exact count.  I do know how it made me feel as we sang,

Soon the battle will be over;
Ev’ry foe of truth be down.
Onward, onward, youth of Zion;
Thy reward the victor’s crown.

It came as a calming feeling that God is in control, that the evil of this world will be defeated, and soon, whether in this life or the next, we will reach the victor’s crown.

(follow this link to download the MP3 and hear the hymn as sung at conference:  http://media2.ldscdn.org/assets/general-conference/april-2013-general-conference/2013-04-3031-hope-of-israel-256k-eng.mp3?download=true )