He Speaks!
The highlight of my day today was my son a) speaking to me, b) in a normal voice. It's nothing short of miraculous for him to acknowledge my existence at this point. I felt some relief from the experience. He and Amelia decided to attend an Eagle court of honor tonight in the chapel, in their jeans and t-shirts.
Amelia: "Can I wear this?"
Tom: "Yeah. People will judge us."
I'm sure someone there will judge them. I am also sure there will be people there who will just be glad to see them. I was so happy about Tommy speaking to me that I offered to let him drive my car. (He would never ask me--for anything. He is all about independence right now.) I did not offer to go with them, guessing the result would be them changing their plans.
Sacrament meeting was bad from start to finish today. The choir sang a slapped-together version of "Did You Think to Pray?" and the closing hymn, "Have I Done Any Good?" was the icing on the shame cake. The first talk--given by a homeschooling convert of ten years with an unspecified difficult family past--was a prescriptive diatribe about sabbath-keeping, moving opposite the recent trend from Salt Lake toward autonomy and following the Spirit. The second talk was a self-aggrandizing performance piece of modernized parables "for those who have ears to hear." It occurred to me that Christ's stories were much shorter and to the point. All in all, there was more judgment promoted than compassion. At the moment I am demonstrating that I absorbed the lesson.
The good news is that Primary was a joy as always. A Primary music leader who understands that the job is to teach the gospel, that getting these songs into the kids' heads and hearts will bless their lives for years to come--what a treasure she is!
Amelia: "Can I wear this?"
Tom: "Yeah. People will judge us."
I'm sure someone there will judge them. I am also sure there will be people there who will just be glad to see them. I was so happy about Tommy speaking to me that I offered to let him drive my car. (He would never ask me--for anything. He is all about independence right now.) I did not offer to go with them, guessing the result would be them changing their plans.
Sacrament meeting was bad from start to finish today. The choir sang a slapped-together version of "Did You Think to Pray?" and the closing hymn, "Have I Done Any Good?" was the icing on the shame cake. The first talk--given by a homeschooling convert of ten years with an unspecified difficult family past--was a prescriptive diatribe about sabbath-keeping, moving opposite the recent trend from Salt Lake toward autonomy and following the Spirit. The second talk was a self-aggrandizing performance piece of modernized parables "for those who have ears to hear." It occurred to me that Christ's stories were much shorter and to the point. All in all, there was more judgment promoted than compassion. At the moment I am demonstrating that I absorbed the lesson.
The good news is that Primary was a joy as always. A Primary music leader who understands that the job is to teach the gospel, that getting these songs into the kids' heads and hearts will bless their lives for years to come--what a treasure she is!
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