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Sing, Choirs of Angels!

So, my secret's out.

I love the Primary!

For those of you who are not LDS, the Primary is the organization for teaching young children (ages 3-12) the gospel.

Our Primary is led by wonderful and inspired women. The children in our Primary are nothing short of miraculous. They're like angels - truly, angelic and beautiful.

Yesterday I had the blessed opportunity to sing with this choir of angels. I'm not going to lie - I got a little choked up. That won't come as any surprise to anyone who knows me at all... I am not the best singer in the world, but I like to sing and I LOVE to sing Primary songs. The Spirit is unrestrained and beautiful. The gospel message is simple and pure. And the voices warm even the most stony of hearts...

Afterwards two young girls came and shared with me their experience on Saturday. They had been to a baptism of a couple of their cousins, and were SO excited to share! These two beautiful angels were literally on fire - so full of light and life and warmth... One of them is seven herself and can't wait to get baptized. What a sweet, beautiful reminder of how we should all feel about the sacred ordinances of the gospel...

God is truly good. The proof of that is in how He trusts us with these amazing children. I am reminded of the verses in 3rd Nephi 17:

11 And it came to pass that he commanded that their little children should be brought.
12 So they brought their little children and set them down upon the ground round about him, and Jesus stood in the midst; and the multitude gave way till they had all been brought unto him.
13 And it came to pass that when they had all been brought, and Jesus stood in the midst, he commanded the multitude that they should kneel down upon the ground.
14 And it came to pass that when they had knelt upon the ground, Jesus groaned within himself, and said: Father, I am troubled because of the wickedness of the people of the house of Israel.
15 And when he had said these words, he himself also knelt upon the earth; and behold he prayed unto the Father, and the things which he prayed cannot be written, and the multitude did bear record who heard him.
16 And after this manner do they bear record: The eye hath never seen, neither hath the ear heard, before, so great and marvelous things as we saw and heard Jesus speak unto the Father;
17 And no tongue can speak, neither can there be written by any man, neither can the hearts of men conceive so great and marvelous things as we both saw and heard Jesus speak; and no one can conceive of the joy which filled our souls at the time we heard him pray for us unto the Father.
18 And it came to pass that when Jesus had made an end of praying unto the Father, he arose; but so great was the ajoy of the multitude that they were overcome.
19 And it came to pass that Jesus spake unto them, and bade them arise.
20 And they arose from the earth, and he said unto them: Blessed are ye because of your faith. And now behold, my joy is full.
21 And when he had said these words, he wept, and the multitude bare record of it, and he took their little children, one by one, and blessed them, and prayed unto the Father for them.
22 And when he had done this he wept again;
23 And he spake unto the multitude, and said unto them: Behold your little ones.
24 And as they looked to behold they cast their eyes towards heaven, and they saw the heavens open, and they saw angels descending out of heaven as it were in the midst of fire; and they came down and encircled those little ones about, and they were encircled about with fire; and the angels did minister unto them.
25 And the multitude did see and hear and bear record; and they know that their record is true for they all of them did see and hear, every man for himself; and they were in number about two thousand and five hundred souls; and they did consist of men, women, and children.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I needed a good cry this morning. Thank you. :)
November 8, 2010 at 6:25 AM
Jeanette said…
I too get a little misty when I hear the primary sing. There is just something so pure in their little spirits that haven't been touched by true hurt, or wickedness yet.

It's the closest thing to angels on earth.
November 8, 2010 at 6:42 AM
Anonymous said…
I agree Jeanette. Well said.
November 8, 2010 at 12:49 PM
Deb said…
Psst: you're quite a good singer.
November 9, 2010 at 7:42 PM
Bill Cobabe said…
Jeanette -

you're absolutely right. As usual. :-)

Deb -

That's high praise coming from you. Thank you! You totally just made my day.
November 10, 2010 at 7:59 AM
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