Grandma Polly's Blog

I can’t believe it’s May. Where did April go? Spring is here in all it’s glory. Nothing too newsworthy happened last week. In fact, I can’t even remember it went so fast. I enjoyed Megan’s review. She was in about every number. Most of them were over before I recognized her. She’s really growing up. The wigs she wore disguised her. She is really getting to be a good dancer.

Yesterday was a good day. I went to church intending to resign from my church job. I have led the singing for so long I am getting tired of myself. The ward sang so bad last week I decided they needed a change. However, as I was leading the opening song (Welcome Welcome Sabbath Morning) I glanced over to the Deacon’s. Davey is President of the Teacher’s quorum and was helping pass the sacrament. I saw him and the other boys singing. I got so excited I decided to stay with the job a little longer.

Writing a note each week is a good time to let you all know how much I love the Gospel and all the different callings I have had. My parents weren’t active (at least my Dad). Mom sang with the singing mothers but I don’t think she ever had a church calling. Her calling was just being an incredible Mom and raising ten children. Nevertheless, all my life I knew the church was true. My parents always made sure I went to church. Even when I was a teenager. If I went out on Saturday night, I had to go to church the next morning. They never preached but taught us in the way they lived. They were always kind and honest. I knew what was expected of me. My Dad sat on his chair next to the stove and read from his Bible daily. I am so grateful that I was raised in a good home and was taught gospel principles. I know that the church is true, I have never doubted that Joseph Smith was a Prophet and that everything he said is true. It was fun that Martin Harris was our uncle. In fact, we always called him Uncle Martin. (My funny Dad said all our bad features (like big feet) were inherited from Martin Harris. Pop quoted scriptures and made up a song about the Bible characters that he read about.

You are all such good kids and I feel my parents deserve some of the credit. Email me if you read this (pollystir@msn.com) Love, Grandma