Feeling the Love

This past Sunday I was released from my church calling. I've been serving as the primary chorister for nearly a year. Every week I planned songs to sing with the children (we have 100 kids if they all show up!) and every month we worked on learning a new song. Our primary is combined with a Spanish speaking branch and we also learned a few songs in Spanish. In my humble opinion, it is by far the best calling in the church! I loved, loved, loved singing with the primary children every week and I loved shared my testimony of my Savior through music.

10 minutes after we got home from afternoon errands today, I heard quiet whispers and movement outside my front door. I peeked through the peephole long enough to catch a glimpse of several 10 year old girls from church decorating my patio and front windows with hearts. (In our church, girls start going to Activity Days when they turn 8 and meet weekly to do fun projects, service, or learn a new skill every week until they turn 12 and start the Young Women's program.) These girls were some of my best singers in primary!

Here is some proof of their handiwork:
The hearts on sticks were written or drawn on by all the kids in our ward Primary. A few Sundays ago they were asked to write how they knew their Savior loved them on a heart. The Activity day leader collected their work at the end of sharing time. I had no idea I would be the lucky recipient of their sweet testimonies.

The bigger hearts had personal messages on them from the girls who heart attacked me. They were such kind thank you notes and tender goodbyes.


Here is one of my favorite messages. I will miss these kids so much. I found out last Sunday would be my last day with them when I got to church that morning and I had to hold back tears the entire time I sang with them. I am so grateful that I have been able to work with them - they have made me a better person.