My Dad is an Inventor.

A friend who hasn’t met my

dad, asked me if he had a long

white beard. With that imagery so

many thoughts came to mind.

You remember the father in the film

beauty and the beast.

Haha.

My dad is first a father

and then a husband to my mom.

With her support,

He has emerged great ideas and

that example resonates with me.

I look at each of my siblings.

Each of them have been developing 

their innate abilities to create things they love.

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When were were little, I believe my Mom stumbled upon 

some purple lightweight fabric, or my dad told her he 

wanted to make a 12 foot kite.

Despite the details, this 12 foot kite was born,

It was two shades of purple and was about 5 feet high.

My Dad designed and my Mom put her amazing sewing skills to work.

We.thought.we.were.the.coolest.kids.in.the.neighborhood.

We actually still feel this way, and we still have this kite.

The kite was so big, it needed a strong string or twine or rope.

Who uses rope to fall a kite? Yes. It’s true, only the Hansens.

We headed up the streets to park where my dad flew this kite

as all 8 of us kids, watched it lift off and soar through the air.

We live very close to a mountain, and so this huge kite did

not need a lot of wind, and when it reached a gust, the rope

would break. and the kite was set free. 

We watched it sail effortlessly through the blue sky. It was only seconds 

after the kite was separated from us and the rope did we fear its destination 

to the ground.

Where was it going to land?

Were we going to be able to recover it?

Each time the kite rope broke, or the kite was damaged from the 

fall, my dad would reinvent the kite,

Soon our kite had stronger rope tied to it,

it was so much rope that it

had to be connected to an powered screwdriver

mechanism that allowed more power to wind or release

the rope, depending on the day, the climate, and

ultimately the weather.

Sometimes the boys in the family 

flew this kite late into the night,

and upon returning, would

discuss methods to add lights to 

our large family kite.

We even made a mini hot air balloon from the same 

fabric, alas, it did not last the way the kite did.

Do you know why?

It did not have a rope or string attached.

The kite had duct tape on many of its corners to 

reinforce the poles and protect it’s flight.

I wondered what would 

have happened

if my dad wasn’t there to help us, He taught us 

how much rope to release once it was up in the air.

I wondered what would have happened if we hadn’t

of reinvent and redone the rope to make it stronger.

Summers went by and we grew up.

Our kite sat in the garage.

It’s still there.

We moved on to a Parasail for our boat.

The commandments are like unto a kite string.

The Lord in his infinite love wants to bless us,

He wants us to feel His love and ultimately

He wants us to experience the life He lives.

Our experience in this life will be full of so many

days where we may not understand why the

“wind” is blowing so hard.

Some days we might not even be 

able to get our kite in the sky..

But remember,

Joy and Happiness are 

our birthright and

The commandments are given to us to

protect us from crashing into unknown and unsafe boundaries.

They are given to us to help us have a higher perspective.

Commandments are given to us to help us feel closer to

our Father in Heaven....

Sometimes we just need to “reel it in.”

As as child 

or even an adult

you may assume 

the kite string 

is holding the kite down 

and as you hold the string you can feel the kite tugging to be set free. 

You imagine that if you let go of the string, 

the kite would soar off into the atmosphere.

But in reality if you let go of the string, what happens to the kite? It plummets to the earth.

The commandments are like the kite string. They appear to others to be holding us down, keeping us from soaring, when in reality it is our obedience
to the commandments that allow us to reach our highest potential as sons and daughters of Heavenly Father.

We are the kite.

the commandments the kite string that

enables us to do and become who he needs us to be.

To the purple 12 foot kite in my parents garage,

Thank you.

To the two parents that some how knew

how much rope to let me ascend with,

Thank you.

To the Ultimate Master Kite Flyer,

Thank Thee For all 

these experiences.