Love is what its all about...

It was a beautiful day here in Lacey Washington. The sun really turned the yellow leaves golden. Part of our sun was felt in reading today from III Nephi and feeling the special power of the account of the Saviors visit and healing of the people in the new world. I was particularly touched, again, by the way Christ is touched by the love and faith of that people for Him. He says "my joy is full" and "he wept". And he prayed words that could not be written. As I walked in our forest and felt the warmth of the sun on my face and pondered these words my soul was warmed and I felt that love.
In a late night conversation with one of the good Bishops of this area I was impressed with his devotion and the particular way he expressed his appreciation for the blessing of being a Bishop..." to feel a small portion of the love the Lord has for his children". Feeling that love... isn't that what its all about.
I am grateful for the love of my family and especially my partner, friend and helpmate even my wife. She is truly an example of love to me.

Grateful for our moms...

Just a note of appreciation and amazement...

This Sunday eve I have enjoyed reading the blogs of our family. They include new exciting video shots of Abbey Burton teaching one and all the principles of the gospel (if we could just understand her celestial tongue); a revelation that Colby Fry is as cute as ever even without his lovely hair... and that the Pennsylvania crew are enjoying the good life on the front row of "Wicked"?... and they are gambling to get there.

We do appreciate your photos and your commentary. As I noted on Joy's blog the glimpses of your lives helps us to know a bit more of your experience even as it makes the heart ache in missing you all.

Mom noted again her love for all you in her testimony today. Grateful for your good choices and your service.

I must admit that we miss you. Even as we are humbled by your courage and hard work to prepare and to serve.

I am enjoying a new book, Ancient Futures bu Helena Norberg-Hodge. It is her observations on the lifestyle of a people, the Ladakh, that live in the region near Kasmir bordering India and Pakistan. The book tells a wondrous story of a people that were living a happy, hardworking "sustainstable" life until they were discovered by western civilization. I was impressed with the closeness of the families and communities. Their personal confidence that the author ascribes to the love and attention of their families; their traditions and a hardworking togetherness of their old villages and towns. As noted things have changed for them as they have experienced western civilization via tourists and modern technology (TV). What were a happy and contented people is now a struggling civilization as their youth are being educated (taught to read and write but not how to live and feed themselves at 12000 feet in a really harsh part of world (like their ancesters have done for hundreds of years). There is obviously many lessons in this book at many levels.

I mention here in appreciation of my families and the culture of the church and culture that has been a blessing to us to encourage the traditions and truths that have blessed our family. Most notably the dedication of our women to choose the path of motherhood and stay home to give our children the roots and foundation that give all of us a sense of worth and confidence of being loved. I know I am grateful for my mother who gave me and my siblings her life willingly and with such love. Becky has proven in so many ways her equal as she has worked so diligently and lovingly for our children. Now to see your families thrive and grow with good fathers and mothers I am indeed grateful. We are truly a wealthy and blessed people.

Thank you for your efforts to raise good children... do remember that your parents and grandparents showed you that true happiness will be found within your families and homes.

Havalah and Sierra and Brigg and ....a last visit

Sisters being sisters. This moment of fun was captured as we walked the Farmers Market in downtown Lacey. Brigg and Havalah were visiting one last time before there journey east.


Brigg was trying to master my hidden camera act but to no avail... or was I trying to hide my picture taking?

This was not a hidden camera spontaneous picture. They were posing for this one.

We are missing them...

Pinacle Peak Hike... gotta love those views

Just a note to let you all know that we have enjoyed the blue skies of our summer. David and I celebrated this with a quick hike up Pinacle Peak. As David noted about four minutes up the trail Mt Rainier quickly dominates the landscape and ultimately haunts one as it is in every look over your shoulder up the Tatoose Ridge trail. Its especially daunting to those of us that have not mastered its summit and recall the struggle and discouragement of failed attempts. Someday...



This picture of Mt Adams on the far horizon was really taken as I realized that it is the Goat Rocks to the left. The Goat Rocks was the heart of our High Adventure last summer as we hiked the 30 plus miles along the Pacific Crest Trail. We passed below these peaks on two cloudy, windy but spectacular days.
I said a short prayer of gratitude for my parents as I trotted down the trail Saturday, for they instilled in me a deep love and appreciation for the beauty and sanctity of nature. I think I realized it last month visiting Utah but understood it a little better again in these far off northwest mountains. What a gift to be able to walk the trails and beaches of this country and know there is a God who has created this for us to find Him. For this knowledge and faith I thank my wonderful parents.

David was not really mad here, his comtemplative mood was just captured by my wondering camera. He is such a strong hiker. We passed two teams of climbers that had "roped up" to make this summit. He led me by a good 50 yards ....

I took this picture to remind me of the mountain beyond mountains of this area and this life. So many times we climb a hill or challenge only to find that it is just one hill in a series that stretches to the horizon. And perhaps that is as it should be.... for there is good purpose in having another goal, another meaningful measure to motivate and move one.

Yes, mountains beyond mountains is a good thing.

A Precious visit to Utah

Let's see if Dad can do this on his own... it's Monday evening, FHE, kind of late and Mom has turned in as seminary starts at 6:00 a.m. I have down loaded some pictures from camera and found them worth sharing. I hope you enjoy also...
As you can see we traveled to Utah to participate in the blessing of little Abbey Burton. Daniel did a great job and we enjoyed a lovely meal with the Bowens. Brit's brother even let me beat him at ping pong. Of course the Bowens weren't sure about the Utah Red mini with the BYU sticker parked in front of their home... but you can't always pick your in-laws!
The precious part of this trip for Dad was just meeting this sweet little spirit. Little Abbey does enjoy the same pleasant disposition that her uncles and aunts and cousins enjoyed with so many smiles for Grandpa and Grandma. She didn't complain a bit on her first hike to Lake Mary.

The interesting part of this trip was enjoying the smile on Grandma Sweethearts face as she drove Uncle Rob's ATV up Squaw Peak rode while exploring the mountains east of Provo. She was ready to buy an ATV herself until she realized that she has one that is red and goes a bit faster. Doesn't she look like she is having fun

The warm weather of Utah was good for Grandma and Grandpa. Grandpa really enjoyed the mountain time and was truly amazed at close the mountains are to the valley missing Utah alot as they drove back to the beauty and green of home in the northwest...

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Bag for Grandma

One day I was at Gramommy's Condo, she mentioned she wanted to make a scripture cover using this needle point (nanna's, gramma's mom). So I stole it without her looking and Anjuli gave me the design to make this purse. I changed the design a little. I think it turned out really good. Now gramommy has sunday bag for her scriptures.

Dad's 300 mile High Adventure

This years Venturer High Adventure was a 300 mile bike tour of southwest Washington. As this picture of the "sag van" shows we were not traveling light. In fact, the green thing on top of the trailer is the Land Sailor the boys built all year. To say the least we took all we needed and in fact ate quite well, thank you Shawn Knudsen.














This is Howard standing on the bridge spanning the Deschutes River on the west side of the Capital Forest about 35 miles into our trip.





















Our first day took us through Elma, Washington and right past Smitty Burgers on the Monte -Elma Road. This is the guys enjoying a great old fashioned shake. One of the marvelous things of cycling 60 miles in a day is that you can eat all you want....


















The second day we were scheduled to ride 80 miles. This shot was taken on north shore of the Willapa Bay about 45 miles from Montesano (just south of Grayland). This is a beautiful and seemingly remote area. The ride around the bay was wonderful... with lots of wildlife, eagles, deer, osprey etc.






The third day we rode out of Long Beach along the Columbia River. That is the Astoria Bridge in the back ground with the Oregon Coast behind us.
The trip got more interesting as we enjoyed some long hills that tested everyone.

Colby Alan's Quilt

This is the quilt that I made for Anjuli's and Joseph's, "Colby".  The Little print are paw prints and then African animals and leaves frame the quilt.  The backing is a raised dotted minkie... very soft.  I brought with me more material and squares to make a pillow for him that we will post later.   Anjuli bought him a panther and Howard and I bought him a Panda in keeping with the theme and purchased at the National Zoo just 3 days before his "miracle" birth...

Dad's thoughts on Priesthood from Maryland

Mom and Dad are visiting the Fry's this week. After a long overnight red eye flight we awoke in Baltimore and found the Fry's new home comfortable and fun. Despite the many stairs I have always loved the architecture of this part of America.  And the stairs of their home are everywhere. Imagine how little Conner feels as the steps to him are knee high. Talk about strong thighs!

We enjoyed a trip to the National Zoo while Anjuli had a physician appointment. You've got to love the DC area with so much to do including a free Zoo. We  enjoyed a trip to Home Depot with Anjuli and boys to pick up tomato plants and flowers for her patio garden. The boys really helped planting the strawberries and then the flowers. 

On a more "Sabbath note" I learned or understood a little more about priesthood today while visiting the High Priest Quorum in the Fry's Ward. The lesson was #8 on the everlasting priesthood. The teacher was a humble but large retired navy man who admitted near the beginning of the lesson that he struggled to really know what it meant use the priesthood. The initial thought where Joseph Smith noted "our minds being enlightened, we began to have the scriptures laid open to our understanding, and the true meaning and intention of their more mysterious passages revealed" impressed me with the  added thought from page 109 that "one great privilege of the privilege of the Priesthood is to obtain revelations of the mind and will of God".  As I pondered these ideas and listened to the related comments it became clear to me it is essential for a priesthood holder to be not only guided by revelation but also have the faith to acknowledge the overwhelming influence of God in one's life. A verse from Numbers noted seeing the miracles caused me to realize that this seeing and the related faith is a sign of one who is using the priesthood. I learned from the comment that a priesthood holder would magnify priesthood by  listening to the spirit (revelation) following it and doing the will of Lord. They would act in faith and the related power would assist in accomplishing the work.  Priesthood would be magnified because we would be serving. Our service would be focused and directed because it would be inspired.  An active priesthood holder would have the faith to understand and acknowledge the revelation and inspiration and live worthy to receive.

I really appreciated President Turners   talk on meekness as that trait if embraced would cause one to really trust in God in all things, therefore seeking the revelation and guidance to act in priesthood.

Why would I write here on Priesthood?  To understand and record for myself this new understanding and to do this by trying to teach it... and to encourage all the priesthood holders in our family to continue to seek and follow the revelation they receive... and to seek your related thoughts.

Thanks for being worthy to receive the spirit priesthood holders and sisters (who do not need to hold priesthood ) who enjoy the gifts of spirit by nature.

Dad