On this page are some of my blog entries describing our baptism.
Also youtube renditions of the hymns we chose for our baptism, beautiful in their own right. However, the hymns at our baptism were performed exquisitely on piano by his talented musician brother, Adrian.
Link - history about the hymns
Be Still My Soul -- danced by Ad Deum Dance Company
My body won't move this way anymore, and these two can dance it for me
Be Still My Soul, performed by Aled Jones
Be Still My Soul performed by Mormon Tabernacle Choir
Consider the Lilies, performed by Mormon Tabernacle Choire
While it is not Adrian's composition, honoring that he performed this hymn for his brother, Arthur at our baptism
If You Could Hie to Kolob, celtic
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Had another missionary lesson/discussion last week, March 9th. And this time the young missionary brought with him the mission leader, another young, energetic missionary. We started off the discussion in good hearted and light humor, and as it turned out it was a planned 'interview' with questions put to me that I was to answer...yes, those questions that have concerned me like do you believe Joseph Smith was a prophet; do you believe the Book of Mormon; will you live the Word of Wisdom, and on down the list. Then I was given a samll card with the last questions which are of an intrusive and sensitive nature, and instructions to merely answer yes or no. Uh, more about this in another post, and I could answer no easily enough, yet it was very worrisome to me that if I had reason to answer yes, what would be the next steps, and if I had answered yes, that would mean these young men would now know something about very personal decisions which are not the business of the church in any capacity.
But that is not the purpose of this post. So, I am good to go now in proceeding with baptism, and the young missionaries are most pleased. Next, we are waiting for Arthur's follow up interview with the Bishop. The women's monthly potluck dinner is scheduled for the next evening, and the Bishop is agreeable to doing the interview with Arthur during that time. I had a pleasant time at the potluck meal - the feminine influence was there with beautiful roses on the tables, tablecloths, and a set up for a lovely shared meal.
Arthur and the Bishop showed up after the meal was fininshed (some thoughtful women had taken plates into the Bishop's office for he and Arthur), and Arthur is cleared to proceed with baptsim. Now it is a matter of setting the date. The Bishop was slightly disappointed that we needed to put it out into April, but understands why as we are coordinating a date with Arthur's brothers from Utah to be here for the baptsim. He informs Arthur that one of the young missionaries may be reassigned within the next two weeks and was hopeful to be here for the baptisms.
Next day is the horrific tsunami that did so much damage to Japan. We are on tsunami alert here in Western WA on the coastline which is where we live. Spent an anxious day. The young missionary phones during that day to inquire about Arthur's interview with Bishop, to which I tell him that he has been cleared to proceed with baptism, and the potential date. He is disappointed that the date is out so far, catches himself and rearranges his expression to one of congratulatory rather than disappointment. I tell him that I will see if we can move the date up prior to the other Elder's mission reassignment date, and he is pleased.
Quick exchanges with Arthur's brothers and they cannot be freed up to get here earlier than April, if anything the date is pushed even futher out in April to the last weekend. I phone the young missionary to advise we weren't able to get the date early enough, but would it be okay to phone the Misson President to ask permission that both missionaries be freed up that day to attend. He is pleased with the suggestion, and provides me the contact information, although he is not optimistic that special allowance will be given.
Church on Sunday, which is quiet and uneventful. It was the weekend of the Daylight Savings time change, to switch the clocks an hour forward (Fall Back/Spring Forward). Many were not at church Sunday, likely due to the time changes and their clocks were not yet on Daylight Savings time.
The title of this post initiates the beginning of blogging my impressions as a newcomer to the LDS belief set/church/faith. I wonder if I might retitle this blog as Impressions, and will leave the blog titled as it is for now. It seems I have made a decision to walk inside the LDS faith rather than observe it from outside. In our marriage years together we have not made a visit to the LDS church in our area. We decided to pay a visit two Sunday's ago. We set the ground rules for ourselves, that we would attend the general meeting and leave before the other two meetings that follow. The purpose of visiting the church was to introduce ourselves to Mormons within our community. I found myself quite taken with the speakers at the meeting, a husband and wife team in the function of missioner presidents. Meaning to the best of my present understanding that they assist and help the young missionaries in performing their functions.
She spoke with depth and feeling to the Book of Ruth (biblical), he told an engaging story, and it did not feel to me like 'preaching' in the traditional sense of the word. As I looked around at the people in attendance, I had moments of appreciation that they were people, neighbors living in the region where we live, trying to make their way in the world to the best of their varied abilities. i said to my husband, that I would like to stay and see how the rest of the meetings develop.
It happened to be the 5th Sunday at this Ward (they call their church buildings Wards), and the agenda for the services/meetings differ on the fifth Sunday. The men and women stay together in what is called Sunday School, and then the meeting following that which is a combined Priesthood Meeting and Relief Society Meeting. The men and women remain together, the children go to their various classes.
At the end of the meetings, I said to my husband that I was ready to take the next step towards moving inside, and that step is baptism, so I was ready for baptism. He was startled and quick to recover, knowing our walk is one together, not separate and his appreciation for the male role of attendance to his wife, indicated he would be baptized, he first, and then he would be in position to baptize me. Thus began for us a new aspect to our journey together. As I continue to write in this blog, I hope to write some of my initial impressions of the experience as a newcomer to this church. It has been a week since that announcement, and it has been a week full of high wind emotions, The Storm, which in it's own right is neither good nor bad, but is in fact a storm, the culmination of climatic events in the weather that come together to create conditions that generate a weather storm.