Primary Presentation

Sunday was the children's presentation to the congregation at church. And I must say, it was the best presentation ever, almost completely flawless. The children sang beautifully and from their heart, they spoke their parts clearly, and the spirit was so strong. We even ended on time.

Let me back up a little. Last December I was part of the Primary Presidency of a very large ward that was bursting at the seams and needing split. But, I still had the drive of gettiing things done. I was asked to put together a calendar for the upcoming year. One of the items was the scheduling of this children's presentation. It is supposed to be done in the last quarter of the year. I looked and looked at the calendar and just could not get it to work. General Conference the first Sunday in October, Stake Conference the 3rd Sunday in October. Halloween the last Sunday in October. Then Thanksgiving and Christmas. I went ahead and scheduled it for Spetmeber 12th because I felt that was a great day and it fit. Well, then the ward split the first week of January. There went all those plans. And then I was called back into the Primary. So, I pulled out my already done calendar, dusted it off, and it still felt like a great calendar that should be followed. A few weeks later I found out I was expecting. Yah, the due date of Spetember 21, 9 days after the program. That meant I would be having the program and would deliver a baby the following week. Then, in July I lost both of my counselors. I had just finished writing the program because I had this nagging feeling that it needed to be done by June 30th. I was so glad that I had. Fortunately I got two absolutely wonderful counselors who stepped right in and helped so much and took over many of the responsibilities. I was sure that I would not be able to be at the program because I would be home with a new baby. And Sunday I took a seat and enjoyed the program, wanting to hug each child as they performed perfectly.

And what was even better to this whole story is who was in attandance at the program. We had a special sharing time the week before and gave the children each two invitations to hand out to teachers, friends, and neighbors. We roll-played and really talked about how we should invite others to share what we have been doing in Primary. I think many of the invitations were handed out because of the sheer number of people in attendance. We had school teachers there, school staff, so many neighbors, and friends that had not been to church in years. And the spirit was so strong in the meeting. Those children taught the gospel to us through their words and through song and we were spiritually fed.

I love that Heavenly Father has poured His blessing upon the children of the ward. I love that I have been able to be an instrument in His hands. And I loved watching the program on Sunday and knowing that there was no way, with all the complications of me feeling so sick for so long, getting a new presidency, having the program earlier in the year, etc., that any of this could have happened without direct intervention from the Lord. He is real. He is very active in our lives. And he blesses us. Miracles do happen. And he loves me enough to have given me the opportunity to be there and watch all this come to pass.

As I reread this post, I wish I had a better ability to write. I know what I want to say, I just don't know how to say it. Please look past my inability to write.