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My First Sharing Time

I had prepared and worried for weeks over doing sharing time, mostly because I was worried that I would bore the older kids and end up using words that the sunbeams did not understand. So today was the big test. This morning started out with a bang, Daniel woke up super grumpy and with a fever. Jason and I were both teaching so Daniel got dragged to church in his pjs, with his binky and blanket in tow.

Sharing time comes right at the beginning and as I stood up in front of Junior Primary I was terrified. As a missionary when I got nervous to talk to people I would toss my scriptures back and forth between my hands so I looked down to grab my scriptures and due the crazy morning we had with Daniel, they did not make it to church with me. Ashley was nice enough to lend me hers and I ended up using the wrong scripture for Junior Primary but I don't think any of them understood it anyway so it really didn't matter. Our theme today was "I am thankful for my body." The highlights of the Junior Primary were from the Meeker's little kid who told us that he was thankful for his body because he could go to the bathroom. Then when I asked what we shouldn't eat he shouted out "fire!" I tried so hard not to laugh at both of those but I don't think I did very well hiding the smiles.

I was amazed though at how well the kids responded to what I had prepared. Senior primary was enthusiastic about looking up and reading scriptures and gave really poignant answers to my questions. It went better than I had expected and I think I will do a better job next time. I learned today that people who had been telling me that Primary is the place to be were right. You really can learn a lot from kids.

Comments

Megan said…
Yeah! I am glad it went over well and now hopefully next time it won't be so nerve racking ;) I love to hear kids answers too - they can be so dang funny! I am sorry Daniel was sick - no fun for sure!
Amy Jo said…
I hope Daniel starts feeling better soon. Thats alwasy no fun.
mikeandash said…
You did a great job! I thought you captured their attention and handled the funny comments very well. It was very hard not to laugh at the fire comment.

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