On Sunday I was invited to the 5-6-year-old Primary (Sunday School) class to be a guest speaker. I was asked to talk about Jesus. I told them a story from my own childhood, a strong memory from when I was about their age.
I had had very little in the way of religious education. Church services were in another language, and there was no religious discussion or prayer in the home. Then one day I received a little Golden Book of children's songs. (Yes, I was an early reader, and even played music on a small xylophone.) One of the songs was "Jesus Loves Me, This I Know." I had never heard it before. And I had never before heard the idea that someone named Jesus loved me. However, when I heard this song, the sweetest feeling came over me, and I knew it was true. Soon I was attending "catechism" classes, and learning all I could about the Saviour, a quest which led, eventually, to my discovery of the Restored Gospel and a much deeper understanding of Who He is, and just how much He does love me.
