Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Father's Day June 16, 2013

Last June I created for my son's Dad a Father's Day card using this picture and wrote this verse.  I just found it going through some letters:

Rancho Corrido Camp Ground near Fallbrook, CA



This Father's Day is a bit lonely without the boys this year,
And times are challenging right now;
But we have been through rough journeys before,
And our faith has always sustained us.
We won't give up!
We have made covenants and with hope and the Lord's help,
We can look forward to the Eternities!
Happy Father's Day

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Queen for a Day!

(This is actually kind of funny. I was asked by the Bishopric to write the article for the May Ward Newsletter. I have been so busy with work, church and many personally issues, that I found a moment to sit down and write the article in plenty of time before the editor's deadline. I emailed it off to the Bishop earlier this week for his mark of approval. Lo and behold, it ends up in the April edition. Needless to say, I was surprised. Apparently the editors contacted the Bishop to let him know that they had not received the monthly message for the April newsletter yet. There obviously was some confusion because he forwarded mine on to them. So, it's a month early, but I'm good now. My assignment is done and I don't have to stress over it any longer. Bishop Soper was just grateful I was not offended. LOL!)

Queen for a Day
Ward Newsletter, May 2013
Marcie Molnar, Primary President


During a recent conversation with my sister, I was reminded of the television series, Queen for a Day. The series is considered a forerunner of modern-day "reality tv" and opened with the host asking the audience, "Would YOU like to be Queen for a day?"

Each interview was conducted by the host, in a positive and upbeat manner in spite of her circumstances. He would first ask her about her family and her life. Then the woman would be asked what she needed the most and why she wanted to win the title of Queen for a Day. Most of the requests were for medical care, but sometimes it was a simple request for a new appliance. Often the women broke down sobbing as they described their plights, and the host quickly comforted them offering a clean white handkerchief to dry their eyes.

The winner was then selected using the classic "applause meter". The harsher the circumstances, the likelier the studio audience was to raise the applause meter to its highest level. The winner, to the musical accompaniment of "Pomp and Circumstance" would then be draped in a sable-trimmed red velvet robe, given a glittering jeweled crown to wear, placed on a velvet-upholstered throne, and handed a dozen long-stemmed roses to hold as she wept, often uncontrollably, while her list of prizes was announced.

The prizes began with the necessary help the woman had requested, but built from there. They might include a trip, a night on the town with her husband, silver-plated flatware, an array of kitchen appliances, or a selection of fashion clothing. The losing contestants were each given smaller prizes; no one went away from the show without a meaningful gift.

The host's trademark sign-off was "This is Jack Bailey, wishing we could make every woman a queen, for every single day!"

My sisters and I watched many such episodes with my mother as she sat wiping her own tears as they streamed down her cheeks. Oh, how we longed to submit her application to the show as we struggled with many of the same plights in our own family life. I can to this day, still visualize my mother on the throne, adorned in the queenly attire, and sobbing. In my mind, she deserved to be queen every day.

We are all reminded on Mother's Day of the value of the women in our lives. We reflect on the work that they do and the service they render, the unselfish acts of compassion and the sacrifices they make, many of which go unnoticed and without reward. Many days end with exhaustion and tears endured, as they do their best to carry their burdens with dignity.

I am so grateful for a church that acknowledges and reminds us that we are daughters of an exhaulted being who loves us, princesses and queens in the making. How great is our roll and our contribution. May we search the scriptures always for the words and peace that bring comfort to all women during times of joy and times of adversity and feel of His love that we might know that in His eyes, we all ARE a queen (in the making) for every single day!

Monday, January 7, 2013

My Towel of White

(I wrote this poem for Primary on 1/5/13.  I am still debating the title, but wanted to post it here to state that this is my own writing and is not to be copied without written permission. A dear friend is looking into putting this to music for our ward Primary)

I set upon a course today,
and chose to live a better way;
My little body dressed in white,
A covenant made to Choose the Right.

To follow Jesus is my plan,
And do the best at all I can;
He came to earth to show the way,
Today I promise to obey.

This towel and I are dressed in white,
A symbol of the Savior's light;
Clean and pure I'll strive to be,
Reminded by the towel giv'n me.

Each Sunday I take the Sacrament,
In remembrance of the Son God sent;
Renewing covenants made this day,
Reminding me the price He paid.
--Marcella Damigos Molnar
January 5, 2013