As I count my blessings of testimony and legacy of membership
in the restored Gospel that is the Church of
Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, I often revert back to
the favorite family story of conversion that is the headwater
for the Glissmeyer clan, my "born to" lineage.
When I came across this worn and tattered music recently
in our family collection of memorabilia,
in our family collection of memorabilia,
I wanted to share it in a post about our family legacy.
There is a hand-written inscription to my grandfather
August Glissmeyer, who had a wonderful voice, sang with
the Mormon Tabernacle Choir and also soloed in congregations
around the Salt Lake Valley. It was his father Heinrich who
first was touched by this hymn in a far-away village in Germany,
as described recently by my brother Eric Glissmeyer
(also a noted vocal soloist) in these paragraphs:
Heinrich Glissmeyer
"The
hymns certainly can build faith and testimony as evidenced in the life of my
great grandfather Heinrich Glissmeyer. He lived in the small town of
Heinrich Glissmeyer
After standing there for a
time, he noticed that people began to come out of the house. Among these was a
friend who worked at the mine with him. Heinrich later asked his friend what
was going on in the house, and came to discover that it was a cottage meeting
of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
Eventually Heinrich joined
the Church, along with his wife and children, and some of his siblings and
their families. Many lives were affected because of a powerful hymn and the
effect it had on my great grandfather. As you can imagine, ‘O My Father’ has a
special significance for my family."
An interesting coincidence occurred as I attended the MTC
this week that ties this hymn into an interesting spiral.
As I relaxed in the Admin. Building hallway
between dinner and the Tuesday night devotional,
I was aware of an energetic "district" of young sister missionaries
who were chatting and visiting in front of the world map which is
a favorite group or companionship photo op spot. Suddenly I heard
someone say "Sister Glissmeyer", and my attention was riveted.
I took the chance to stand, locate this Sister [Kaylie] Glissmeyer,
who comes through the same heritage line of Heinrich -
and chat briefly. We all are cousins of one level or another.
There we were together, committed to serving to share the Gospel
which all those years ago began our connection to
the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
The restored Gospel of Jesus Christ makes it a small world.
The restored Gospel of Jesus Christ makes it a small world.