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The Sweet Spirit of Children

Today I had the opportunity to substitute in primary for Clairissa's class. I marveled at how strong and wise their spirits are at the tender age of 9 and 10. Their teacher called me this morning and told me that she had hurt her back yesterday doing to much around the yard, so she needed somebody to help out. Of course it was a bad day to ask only because we are in the ward choir who was performing today and we had practice early this morning. So, needless to say, I did not get a chance to prepare a lesson. These children were so fun though. They worked hard at participating and they were so patient with me as I fumbled through reading the lesson as I taught. We had a beautiful moment though as I challenged them to find out for themselves if Jesus really did live and die for us. The spirit was strong as we spoke of gaining knowledge and a witness of the truth. Then, we went into sharing time where I got to listen to them sing a song that struck my heart. I know I can do better in my life and this thought was brought home so well by the sweet voices of children singing. The words to the song they sang are as follows:

Sally DeFord, “If the Savior Stood Beside Me,” Friend, Oct 1993, 14

1. If the Savior stood beside me,
would I do the things I do?
Would I think of His commandments,
and try harder to be true?
Would I follow His example?
Would I live more righteously
if I could see the Savior standing nigh,
watching over me?

2. If the Savior stood beside me,
would I say the things I say?
Would my words be true and kind
if He was never far away?
Would I try to share the gospel?
Would I speak more rev’rently
if I could see the Savior standing nigh,
watching over me?

3. He is always near me,
though I do not see Him there,
And because He loves me dearly,
I am in His watchful care.
So I’ll be the kind of person
that I know I’d like to be
if I could see the Savior standing nigh,
watching over me.

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