I wrote this last week about my time thus far in serving in the Primary organization in my Ward. As members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints we, through callings, or requests for leadership and assistance, help to run our local Sunday and weekday meetings and activities.
I am in the Primary organization as the President which means that I work with all of the 18 month to 11 year old children in our Ward or parish/congregation. We are responsible for their "Sunday School" portion of learning, along with singing, classroom learning, playing, activities and Cub Scouts.
These are my thoughts.
Sunday, July 7, 2014
"Children are an heritage of the Lord." Psalms 127:3
"Children are an heritage of the Lord." Psalms 127:3
The Primary children, the junior babies, the 3-6 year olds,
delighted me yesterday during singing time.
Singing time always brings me joy. I want the children to
learn to love to sing. I want them to be able to learn the gospel and the love that
Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ have for them through the happy, joyful and
spiritual songs we teach them and that they learn to love to sing. Singing can
open up the heart and teach us things, especially larger concepts, when we are
too little to even say the words properly. Singing can help us to feel the Holy
Spirit and the love that our Father in Heaven has for us. Singing can just be
fun as we laugh, and smile, and play as we learn.
Yesterday, we started with a new chorister; this was her
first Sunday teaching Singing Time. The children took straight to her as she
has been a familiar face in Primary already as she was our Sunbeam (3 year
olds) teacher this year. I know she was nervous and hasn’t ever done this
before, but I also know that she was the right person for the job and that she
would be marvelous at it. I was excited to see how she would do.
When they opened their little voices and hearts and sang the
song “The Family is of God” I sat down from my other bustling and
responsibilities and I just listened. This is the song:
Our Father has a
family. It’s me! It’s you, all others too: we are His children. He sent each
one of us to earth, through birth, to live and learn here in fam’lies. Chorus
A father’s place is
to preside, provide, to love and teach the gospel to his children. A father
leads in fam’ly prayer to share their love for Father in Heaven. Chorus
A mother’s purpose is
to care, prepare, to nurture and to strengthen all her children. She teaches
children to obey, to pray, to love and serve in the fam’ly. Chorus
I’ll love and serve
my family and be a good example to each fam’ly member. And when I am a mom or
dad, so glad, I’ll help my fam’ly remember:
Chorus: God gave us
families to help us become what He wants us to bee—This is how He shares His
love, for the fam’ly is of God.
As she led them and as the children vociferously sang their
sweet little hearts out, particularly during the chorus, I was moved by the
Spirit and my heart was so full it almost spilled out of my eyes. From one moment
to the next I was overwhelmed by love: my love for the children, my love for
their teachers, my friends, and my Heavenly Father’s love for me. What a Sunday
blessing to receive and what a peaceful, loving way to begin the new week!
How blessed I have been to serve the children of our
neighborhood and church through these almost-8 years. When I was first put into
the Primary Presidency as the 2nd Counselor I was surprised. We had
just moved into our home two weeks prior and we knew no one. We had been to
church, maybe twice, when the Bishopric came to visit us in our home and
extended the calling to me. I was not reluctant to accept it, just surprised,
and so I went, feet first into the delightful, sunny pool of sunshine that the
Primary is.
From the beginning I was responsible for the coordination of
the monthly baptisms for our freshly minted 8-year olds. This is one of my very
favorite responsibilities. I love working with the families as we prepare the
program together, answer questions they may have, but especially in seeing the
children take this big step in their spiritual progress as they decide to step
forward to follow the example of Jesus Christ by being baptized and in
establishing a covenant relationship with their Heavenly Father through Baptism.
It touches my heart as each of them enter the Baptismal Font in their white
clothes reaching out their little hands in trust and love to their fathers and
grandfathers, or perhaps to uncles and brothers or family friends, depending on
the circumstance. The sacredness and joy in the event is always palpable and I
am so proud and humbled all at the same time to be able to be a witness to this
goodness and happiness at these events.
I also have the opportunity to speak to each of the children
and their friends and families from the pulpit once they have been baptized,
received the Holy Ghost and been confirmed our newest members of The Church of
Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I often reflect on how much they have grown,
observances about their character, and the delight we share in their
personality and presence in Primary. I love the gift of being a part of this
special event.
After serving as the counselor for four years I was asked to
be the President and so I have been for the past four years. The responsibility
for the coordination of the baptisms then fell to my second counselor. I still
attended the baptisms and spoke with the children and their families which I
continued to enjoy. Last year, my counselor asked if we could switch some
responsibilities, due to her pregnancy, and if I would take on the baptisms
again, I happily did, and so it has been that I continue to be fully linked in
with the baptismal process and events. I’m happy to do it.
Now that I have been in the Primary for almost 8 years, I
imagine that my responsibilities will be coming to an end sooner than later. I
don’t know the time or the day, but it is likely that someone else will be
given the opportunity to lead the Primary onward into the future.
I’m finding that I am relishing the small moments, the
sparkly eyes as they tell me a new joke, the happy smiles as they come running
into the Primary room after Sacrament Meeting, their little hugs and high fives
and how their eager little hands are always willing and wanting to help me as I
get the room set up to begin. I love how they are excited to get up in front of
the other children to read the monthly theme, or the designated scriptures, or
to give a talk, or a prayer. The children love to volunteer to help in every
way. It delights me that they are patient, gentle and kind with the children
who are struggling or who have special needs. There is no perfection here,
occasionally we have frowny faces, some crying, hurt feelings and unkind words,
and once a slight scuffle between 6-year old shepherds during our Christmas
lesson, but these are little children still learning the ways of self-mastery
and the world. They take corrections fairly easily and it’s back to status chipper
quo.
Our Primary is a joyful place. Our Primary is a haven of
love. Our teachers and activity leaders are kind and thoughtful and funny and
loving and the children enjoy their lessons and activities. I have
approximately 112 souls currently under my stewardship, 36 adults and 76
children, and at a greater extension, their families. Magnify that by the
children and teachers that have come and gone over the course of my eight years
in the Primary and you can see that the influence and responsibility extends
even further and how great the accountability is to do my job correctly and
well.
My goal is and always has been to serve them, support them,
and love them. I cannot fail on my watch to teach them the things that they
need to know, to provide them with the tools in understanding the gospel,
recognizing the Spirit, and knowing in their hearts beyond a shadow of a doubt
that Jesus Christ is their brother, and is real and true, and that He loves
every single one of them whether they choose the right or sometimes choose the
wrong. I want them to understand the Atonement, and the powerful tool that it
can be in our everyday lives. I want them all to know that their Heavenly
Father knows them by name and loves them and that even when we trip up, that
love does not change. I want them to know how easy it is to reach out and talk
to their Father in Heaven through prayer and that you can pray wherever and
whenever you please. I want them to know the repentance process and the freedom
that forgiveness brings. I want them to know that families can be together
forever, that when people die that we will have the joyous reunion of seeing
them again someday. I want them to know these things and so much more.
Through my influence, and that of their teachers, I want to
help prepare these lovely, delightful little children to head out into the
world. I want them to be able to stand solid and true against the buffetings
and whispers that would encourage them to make poor choices and lead them down
a path of sadness, heartbreak and misery. I want them to know that they are
strong, divine, beautiful creatures full of light and with a mission and a
purpose. I want them to know that doing good for the sake of good, that loving
for the sake of loving, that joy for the sake of joy, and sacrifice for the
sake of sacrifice are all things to be humbled by and proud of.
Simply and ultimately I want them to know that they are a
child of God. This is my stewardship, my accountability and my responsibility,
and it is hard, happy work and I am privileged to do it for as long as it
lasts.
And so I follow the words of Jesus Christ as I strive to be his disciple and follower, as I tend to these little ones, when He said "Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of heaven" (Mark 10:14), and again in Matthew 18:6 "But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea."
Not looking for a millstone, not looking to nosedive into the depth of the sea, just looking to do my best while these little humans, and some big humans, are under my care. :)
Not looking for a millstone, not looking to nosedive into the depth of the sea, just looking to do my best while these little humans, and some big humans, are under my care. :)
2 comments:
You are such a loving person, those little ones are lucky to have your guidance. I sure do miss Primary!
You are such a loving person, those little ones are lucky to have your guidance. I sure do miss Primary!
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