Me and this handsome guy headed to church on Sunday.
We snuck outta the last hour to just sit and talk in the hallway!
Just so happened that the Primary is practicing their program for the year, and as we approached the chapel, I heard, "You Fultz boys need to practice your parts!!!"
Oops!!! What parts? I don't recall any parts??? BIG whoopsy-daisy!
Then we traveled home with these young ladies screaming,
"Don't touch me...her leg is touching me...her hair is touching me!!!"
"Don't touch me...her leg is touching me...her hair is touching me!!!"
I recall those days perfectly as a child...simply perfectly!!!
So I added to the disarray and chaos and said, "JUST DON'T TOUCH EACH OTHER PLEASE!!!"
They sure looked beautiful fighting today!
On a spiritual note, I am so proud of our Miss Lydia. She bore her testimony today amongst the congregation for the first time. As we started, I whispered to her, "I believe in Jesus," to which she started to repeat ever so slightly but then loudly proclaimed, "No, I wanna do it alone!"
So....I let her do it alone. I know that no body heard a word she said, but I cold hear her little uttering words speak of Jesus in timidness. At one time I told her to speak louder, and she repeated "speak louder" in her quiet whisper. Everyone, however, heard "In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen!"
When we got home, Connor expressed his desire to do that same thing, but he wants to know how a testimony is started and completed.
I have children of God...beautiful, bright and brilliant, children of God!




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