Tuesday Morning

It is Tuesday morning.  I have a moment or two and thought I would make a note or two here before the night comes and I pass out before I can write something of value.  Suffice to say I have been a little tired as of late and I have been battling a bit of a cold.  When I sit down to try and write something I am asleep before I can gather any thoughts and then I wake up and try and write something yet continue to drift in and out of sleep.  I may need to make an adjustment on how I handle this here blog.  Maybe a morning report is in order.  Tough call as I have been a nightly journal writer for 20 years.  Not sure how changing my well developed habit would go.  Could be disastrous. 

I thought I would say a little something about our Family Home Evening last night.  On Sunday when we were having our family scripture reading my pocket size Patriarchal Blessing fell on the floor.  Jack told me how it fell through the chair and onto the floor.  I thanked him for letting me know and then I told the kids what it was.  I also shared with them that I had this pocket sized copy made when I was at the MTC and I have carried it in my scriptures for the last 21 years.  I also shared with them some news I had learned the other day from Jay and Sara that our neighbor Cal on the corner was very good friends with Max L. Jones who was the Patriarch for the Carson City Stake when I received my Patriarchal Blessing 21 years ago.  They wanted to know what it said and so I told them we would talk about it in Family Home Evening.  And so last night I shared that blessing with them.  Though that is a personal blessing and not something we broadcast to the world I thought it was appropriate to share with my children.  It was interesting to share that with them and to see them realize parts of that blessing that have come to pass and to see them recognize things that I do today that I am instructed to do in my blessing.  For me it was a choice experience to share that with them.  It was fun to read to them the portion of the blessing that talks about them.  I hope they felt something there and that they have planted in their hearts a desire to receive their own Patriarchal Blessings.  I testify that these blessings come from our Heavenly Father and they are a special gift, a sacred gift to us as his children.  I would encourage all to receive their Patriarchal Blessing. 

So Tuesday morning, I am grateful for it.  Grateful to be awake and to have an opportunity to record something of meaning in my life.  My apologies for my seeming lack of effort in my daily record.  I will do better even if it means Wednesday morning I repeat this process.