With the Courage of a Child
Every year our church has what we call “the Primary Program.” It’s an opportunity for all of the children (ages 3-11) to share with the congregation what they have learned throughout the year and sing the songs that have become near and dear to them.
Last fall, R, having just turned five, had come up with his part all on his own and had recited it over and over. His little one-liner memorized, the songs etched in his heart, he had all appearances of being not only ready, but eager to share with the congregation what he felt and had learned.
The day finally came, and I could feel him tremble as he grasped my hand to be escorted to his seat with his friends at the front. As I walked back to our bench, I turned to see his face full of panic and anxiety. His sweet teacher leaned in to him and gave him a hug, and I remember trying to comfort myself with the thought, “His teacher will help him, he’ll be fine!” The program began, and so did R’s silent tears. I could almost hear his trembling voice as the children sang. His teacher patted his back, gave him little hugs, but to no avail. I saw her lean in and ask him a question which I imagine had something to do with going back down to sit with his family. Tears still streaming, he shook his head decidedly no. My heart strings were pulling in every direction. He had practiced so hard! If only God would grant him the fortitude to make it through. His turn came, and slowly he walked to the microphone. “I can show my love to Heavenly Father by serving others and being a good example to my brothers.” His voice was only a whisper. I could tell I was not the only one crying as I heard sniffles across the chapel. The darling lady sitting behind me comfortingly squeezed my shoulder. Inside my mind I prayed. “Thank you, Heavenly Father, for granting him courage!”
As the program ended, numerous people approached me about R’s bravery. They were in awe as much as I was at the determination that little five-year-old boy had shown. Clearly he’d stolen the show.
A few Sundays ago the children stood again at the front of the congregation. Little R’s face beamed with pride as he sang the songs, and when his turn came, he proudly spoke into the microphone. Relief and happiness swept over me.
“I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me…” the children sang. My thoughts were filled with the previous year’s memories, and I was overcome with amazement of the love and courage that had been granted to a nervous five-year-old boy. Such a simple act, but his tears had touched everyone watching.
I hope we can all find that courage a little child found many Sundays ago through God’s loving grace. When we turn to Him, so much is possible.
Catching Crawfish 
I want to make some profound comment, but I’m all emotional now even a year later! I think your son said it all.
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He’s a good kid, but I guess I should admit that by “came up with his part all on his own” i meant that it came with a bit of prompting. 🙂 I always so appreciate your comments!
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Wow, you are definitely doing a great job there momma! Way to go little man!
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Thanks, Sasha! After re-reading this tonight I realized that it could come across as “tooting my own horn.” He is such a great kid, but so often I feel like it’s in spite of me and my parenting!
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Oh I did not feel you were bragging about yourself at all. However, you really are such an inspiration to us moms!
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I love this. Your little boy showed such tremendous courage. It continually amazes me how children seem to teach us things so often. Thank you for the inspiring words. I am inspired to be more courageous in my everyday actions. Thank you for this post! Your family is beautiful, by the way 🙂
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Sometimes doesn’t it feel like you learn more from them than you could ever teach them? Having children has shaped me into such a different person than I would have been without them. He was painfully shy last year, so we were pretty worried for him being up there on his own. Probably seems a little silly to get so excited for something so small, but for him it was monumental! I have always loved the primary program, but now with kids it’s so much more awesome. And thank you, your family is beautiful as well! 🙂
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