The Color of Butterfly Wings...

Whenever I hear the song of a bird Or look at the blue, blue sky, Whenever I feel the rain on my face Or the wind as it rushes by, Whenever I touch a velvet rose Or walk by our lilac tree, I’m glad that I live in this beautiful world Heav’nly Father created for me.
He gave me my eyes that I might see The color of butterfly wings. He gave me my ears that I might hear The magical sound of things. He gave me my life, my mind, my heart: I thank him rev’rently For all his creations, of which I’m a part. Yes, I know Heav’nly Father loves me.

"We should not underestimate or overlook the power of the Lord’s tender mercies. The simpleness, the sweetness, and the constancy of the tender mercies of the Lord will do much to fortify and protect us in the troubled times in which we do now and will yet live. When words cannot provide the solace we need or express the joy we feel, when it is simply futile to attempt to explain that which is unexplainable, when logic and reason cannot yield adequate understanding about the injustices and inequities of life, when mortal experience and evaluation are insufficient to produce a desired outcome, and when it seems that perhaps we are so totally alone, truly we are blessed by the tender mercies of the Lord and made mighty even unto the power of deliverance."
--David A. Bednar

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven
for?

-- Robert Browning

St. Patrick's Bracelet

SOLD - Thank You Lassie!!!!

"Our Heavenly Father loves each one of us and understands that this process of climbing higher takes preparation, time, and commitment. He understands that we will make mistakes at times, that we will stumble, that we will become discouraged and perhaps even wish to give up and say to ourselves it is not worth the struggle. We know it is worth the effort, for the prize, which is eternal life, is “the greatest of all the gifts of God.” And to qualify, we must take one step after another and keep going to gain the spiritual heights we aspire to reach."
--Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin

Sarah's Blessing Day!

Little Sarah was blessed yesterday in church...and luckily I snapped one photo before the battery on my camera died. The lights and shadows and the background were obviously not well considered,but the subjects were perfect. Sweet blessing for another wonderous baby. It will be a joy to watch her grow!

Remember this the next time you get that vacuum cleaner or that feather duster out....

Nothing will sustain you more potently than the power to recognize in your hum drum routine, as perhaps it may be thought, the true poetry of life.

- Sir William Osler (1849-1919) Canadian Physician