Taysha Brynn Fox

"Our little pink and white angel delight"
Grandma Fox


July 4th, 1981 - November 11th, 1982

God's Masterpiece

From graceful lilies pure and white,
God fashioned lovely skin;
Forget-me-nots He chose for eyes,
Then formed your baby chin.


He took a tulip bright and red --
T'was one that did not fade;
A softer, sweeter little mouth
Before was never made.

Another flower next He used --
A rosebud, pink and fair;
Touched it to your dimpled cheeks
And bade it blossom there.

Then with His magic fingers,
Picked two morning glories white;
Curled and shaped your little ears,
Soon they were fastened there.

That crowing bit of golden down
will soon become your hair;
He gathered pollen form the flowers
and sprinkled it with care.

For dainty little fingers dear
And precious, tiny toes,
He used the slender daisy frills;
A snowdrop made your nose.

This world and all within it
He created here for man;
but Taysha was "God's Masterpiece"
Since time and life began!

Dora Dinsmore

I am humbled by this experience today to speak in behalf of all of us who love Randy, Laurie, and Taysha. We as a family unitedly wish to express our thanks to Heavenly Father for their lives.

We will always remember as her Grandma Fox so lovingly called her "Our little pink and white angel delight"...the day she poured syrup all over the glass table top and sat down in it to play ... when she got the chicken pox and generously shared them with her dad - who became twice as sick as she ever was ... how she loved the babies in the ward nursery - nursery leaders loved Taysha - even though she was not 18 months, they would ask if she could come to nursery.

To All Parents
Edgar A. Guest

"I'll lend you for a little time a child of mine," He said,

For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he's dead.

It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,

But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for Me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and should his stay be brief,

You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.

"I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,

But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.

I've looked the wide world over in My search for teachers true

And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes I have selected you.

Now will you give him all your Love, nor think the labor vain,

Nor hate Me when I come to call to take him back again?"

I fancied that I heard them say, "Dear Lord, Thy will be done! .

For all the joy, Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.

We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may,

And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay,

But should the angels call for him much sooner than we've planned,

We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.

 

Children In the Resurrection

 When a baby dies, it goes back into the spirit world, and the spirit assumes its natural form as an adult, for we were all adults before we were born.

When a child is raised in the resurrection, the spirit will enter the body and the body will be the same size as it was when the child died. It will then grow after the resurrection to full maturity to conform to the size of the spirit.

If parents are righteous, they will have their children after the resurrection. Little children who die, whose parents are not worthy of an exaltation, will be adopted into the families of those who are worthy.


Joseph Fielding Smith Jr., Doctrines of Salvation, Vol2, p.56 - p.57

 

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