Tonight we were invited to FHE with Jenry's cute little family. Their little 3-year-old boy, Adrian, was incharge of conducting the meeting. He welcomed us to his home, he let us know who would be incharge of the opening prayer, the opening hymn, the lesson, and the closing prayer. He gave himself the assignment of giving the lesson. We sang a song neither Danielle or I had ever heard of before, listened to Adrian's cute little self-appointed lesson about Jesus, listened to a lesson given by Jenry about the importance of temples, and then closed with another song and a prayer.
Although in Spanish, and although in another country, I couldn't help but notice all of the similarities between this little family's attempt to have family home evening and that of my family when we were all super obnoxious, hyper-active kids. A dad trying to give the lesson over the sound of a screaming child, both parents trying to get everybody to sing while a child is mad because his hymn wasn't chosen, and a mom doing all that she can to get everybody through the evening with smiles on their faces.
Whether in a home with 5 rowdy kids in WA or an apartment with 1 rowdy kid in Peru, the gospel is taught to children by their parents in the home. And that is a beautiful thing.
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I check out the blog first thing in the morning. And in the middle of the day. And last thing at night. I'm loving it that I know what's happening with you two. :)
Sister Tucker, I'm so glad you're reading our blog! :) Sometimes Heather and I wonder if anyone is reading what we're doing here in Peru! I'm sure Heather will post more pictures tomorrow, so that will be great.
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