Jake and I had our youngest daughter blessed on March 2, 2014 in the LDS church. A baby blessing in the LDS church isn’t like a christening or baptism into the church. Our baptisms are at the age of 8 or older. This decision is made because of the 2nd article of faith. There are 13 of them and they are used as a guideline to the scriptures. The second article states: “We believe that men will be punished for their own sins, and not for Adam’s transgression.” Some Faiths believe children are born in sin and need to be baptized as an infant. The LDS faith believe babies are born perfect and if they die before the age of accountability (8yrs old) they automatically go live with Jesus.The blessing ordinance is given in church by a Priesthood holder. They act as a conduit for God, relaying His words that will help inspire and guide the recipient throughout their life.
A significant amount of energy went into making this event special. Family and friends were invited. Treats were eaten: cupcakes, brownies, cookies, and candy. A simple lunch menu served: pulled BBQ chicken sandwiches, chips, fruit and veggies. A blessing scrapbook was made; here are a couple of its excerpts.
This quote about modesty resonated with Jake and I:
“Everything that God made valuable in the world is covered and hard to get to. Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected. Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell. Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You’ve got to work hard to get to them. Your body is sacred. You’re far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too.”
If names were to be attached to scriptures in hopes to guide a person through life, this would be one of them:
1)I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.
2) Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit.
3) Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you.
4) Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me.
5) I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.
6) If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned.
7) If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall bask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you.
8) Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples.
9) As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love.
10) If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father’s commandments, and abide in his love.
11) These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full
About 30 people came over to our house after the ordinance. It was so fun! I’m grateful for my family who came and gave a significant amount of help. Thanks to all those who gave their support.
Below the third stanza is something I wrote on July 2, 2011. It was during a time Mumford and Sons was being heavily used. Recently I came across the document and thought another read through would be fun. Maybe I could even put it on WordPress.
The inner dialog to myself during the read-through went something like this: Hmmm. I like it, but don’t really get it. Maybe I should edit it? I don’t even know where to start, it would be like sending it through the meat grinder. Screw it, I’ll leave it as is.
Back then it was posted at another blog I had. The explanation of why it’s getting re-posted here is not because of it’s potential. It’s because I wrote this a year and a half after my sister died. It wasn’t until recently the cloud of grief lifted. Of course, when thinking of the event it still makes me sad. It always will. But I wasn’t fully aware of the cloud until it was gone. It was Mumford and Sons who comforted me during this period. So here is my failed attempt to describe how I used their music for healing.
This pip anthology music review has been in my conscience for some time now.
Other artists will be mentioned, but my inspiration is fortified from the band Mumford and Sons. It is to them, I bestow my words.
When Mumford and Sons combobulate their lyrics, vocals, and instruments it enchants me on a metaphysical level. It is as though they’ve lived my life. Watched the entire story recorded behind my eyes, inside my heart and into my mind. If one were able to nuzzle a singing voice, my arms would be around Marcus Mumford’s.
English Folk Pop band was something I looked up to describe what type of genre M&S is. However, genre searching was not how I discovered them. Not quite sure what source it was from, but upon hearing them, I needed more. Pandora’s station, M&S has a great hodge-podge of music. It’s an eclectic range of rhythmic piano, banjo, cello and violin. The vocals are sensuous. Smiley artists like Penguin Café Orchestra and Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros play here.
This station is good for creating, crying, cleaning, and clowning around in the sun. The music transforms your car into a dance studio. If, at first you go to the station and are displeased, keep listening or try it again another day. If at the least, you will find a new favorite Pandora station within the M&S station.
Listening to their station my thoughts weave in and out of the lyrics, intertwining as one composition. This is somewhat of how our alphabet letters merge:
Long nights under the stars when babies are born,
Concerts, Kisses, and cones filled with flavored sno,
Convertibles with lots of snarly hair and wind flow,
If one were to Send Me on My Way Back to my Rusted Roots I would be more patient and less stubborn.
Trying to Sigh No More from death and how it has accompanied me through life. “We are not alone” in each of our sighs. Alongside me some have experienced my same loss and felt it in their own soul somatic sphere. (Mumford and Sons)
At some point and for whatever reason, everyone Sit(s) Down by the Fire. (Veils)
IN PARENTHESIS ARE WHO THE LYRICS ARE QUOTED BY
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