At church Brandon and I teach a primary class with kids ages 5-7.
Each of our kids have great personalities and they add a little bit of something different to class each week.
They have such great spirits and
their testimonies shine through their smiles and through the words they share.
They are such good examples to me.
Each Sunday it’s the same routine, Sacrament meeting first, then we go to Primary and then we teach a lesson.
This Sunday was no different structure wise, and the kids seemed to be paying attention really well.
There were a couple melt downs from the smaller kids, but whose to blame them?
For them this whole Primary thing is still new.
So we start heading off to class and I see that one of our kids is having a hard time and doesn’t want to go to class.
They just want their mom.
Long story short the child comes into class with us and is having a really hard time, so hard that it’s interrupting the class and the kids start looking distressed.
We ask for volunteers for the prayer, and of course everyone’s hands shoot up because they all want to say the prayer.
(this is such a different reaction compared to the 14, 15, and 16 year olds we used to teach. haha!)
We do a little game to decide who is going to say the prayer, because we are cool teachers like that, and one of the sweet little boys wins the game so he gets to say the prayer.
He starts off his prayer like this:
“Dear Heavenly Father, Please bless that —- will have a good day at church and be happy….”
Immediately tears start to form in my eyes and I think, hold it together… hold it together…
I know kids are in tune with the Spirit, but I didn’t know they were this strong.
After the prayer was over we thanked him for his awesome prayer and he sad down and smiled.
What a strong boy to know to pray for his classmate, he will be an awesome missionary one day.
It amazes me how strong these little 5, 6, and 7 year olds are.
They are such good examples to me and they know so much about the gospel already.
I’m so grateful for the things that they share, they really strengthen my testimony and help me more than they know.
Walking out of church we see the boy who said the prayer, he gives us a big smile and we smile back.
I get in the car and say to Brand, “That —- is such an awesome boy!”
He agrees and we drive away.
And as I sit here on a Tuesday morning to share with you all, I’m obviously still thinking about the whole thing.
I love these Primary kids!!
Do you have a church calling?
Have you ever experienced something like this?