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Another Name and Blessing

Dear Carl,

Almost two weeks ago, you received your name and a blessing. You were wearing the family gown, which has now been worn by your father, your brother, and you. Many who love you were in attendance and many more had sent their best wishes. Your father, grandfathers, and great-grandfather circled around you and used the power they received from your Heavenly Father to bless you. You began the journey of life with God's choice gifts for you laid out at your feet.

You were blessed with a strong and healthy body. That body truly is a gift from God and it is holy. With your body, you can enjoy God's creations and realize the righteous desires of your spirit. It is marvelous to be healthy and capable; protect that gift by obeying the Word of Wisdom and using caution in your physical activities.

Your father said, "We bless you with the powers of the mind, that you will have an incisive and keen intellect." You were admonished to use that power by solving spiritual and temporal conundrums. There are problems in our fallen world that require the deligent application of sharp minds to solve. You can be one of those problem-solvers.

You were promised that those gifts of intelligence, and especially the use of logic, would always lead you to the gospel and help you understand God's plan. I was reminded of Nephi's lament: "O the vainness, and the frailties, and the foolishness of men! When they are learned they think they are wise, and they hearken not unto the counsel of God." You do not have to fall into this trap. You have been blessed to see through the traps Satan has laid for the learned.

You were blessed with comfort and reminded that the Savior will always be near you. That knowledge can bring perspective to the most trying times of your life.

You were given protection from danger. Remind me that later on when I worry and try to protect you too much.

I was glad to hear you blessed to marry and find joy in your family. I know of nothing that has brought me greater joy than my temple marriage. So of all the blessings I desire for my children, it is my greatest desire that they will find worthy companions to marry in God's holy temples. It always seemed strange to me that people would bless their babies with an eventual spouse. That is, until I found your father and knew that there could be no greater blessing. I want that gift of love and joy to be present in your life.

You were blessed with opportunities to serve in your Father's kingdom. When the call to serve comes, you were blessed to be able and ready. You will have to realize part of that blessing yourself by keeping spiritually prepared to answer the Master's call.

The blessings you received that day were given by your Heavenly Parents. Your father and I wanted to give you a gift, too, and that gift is your name. The name we chose for you is Carl Anders Duede. Carl Duede is a family hero and we have given his name to you. We hope you will honor his courage, curiosity, and determination with your own. We hope his example will help you lead a rewarding life.

Love,
Your Mom

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Natalie said…
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