Monday, September 23, 2019

Zoë's Talk

Zoë was asked to give a talk this past Sunday, which she was rather excited about. We sat down to write it together after she had gained some experience on the subject matter (a rough Monday followed by a better Tuesday). She wanted desperately to work in Galatians 5:22–23 since that's her favourite scripture to repeat from memory these days, and it fit in with her topic fairly well.

Here's her talk:

2 Corinthians 9:7 says, “God loveth a cheerful giver.”

That means that when we be nice and share things, Heavenly Father is happy and we are happy. Sometimes it is hard to be nice and share things so we make bad choices and be mean to each other. But that’s not good. That’s like breaking the rules. 

Rules help us to make good choices so we can be happy. Sometimes rules tell us what not to do, like, to not break the law, to not hit your brother, and to not lie. Those are all bad things to do.

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law” (Galatians 5:22–23) because there’s no rules against doing good things!

Like being a cheerful giver—there’s no rule against that!

On Monday my brother and I were sitting on a box together and I didn’t want to share so I pushed him off the box. He hit his head and cried a lot. I got in trouble. And everyone was sad. 

On Tuesday my mom gave us some crayons and my brother and I got to colour on the box together. When my baby brother coloured on my side of the box I decided not to get mad and to just let him colour with me. And everyone was happy.

That’s how I know that being a cheerful giver is good.

In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

This (being a cheerful giver) is also what she learned about in her primary class. They were challenged to do two nice things this week and when we got home from church Zoë was on it!

I asked Alexander to take off his shoes so he could go down for a nap.

"I will! I will!" he said, as he crouched down to reach his shoes.

"No, I will!" Zoë said.

She pushed him over and wrestled him to the ground.

"Stop it, Alex! Lie still! I'm! Helping! You! Take! Off! Your! Shoes!" she grunted as she fought him over the right to take off his shoes. Then she forced him out of his cute little suit coat.

All the while he's screaming, "No! My shoes! My do it!" and she's yelling at him, "I'm serving you!"

So obviously that lesson went over really well.


  1. Oh, she makes me laugh! Good talk and wonderful "serving." :)

  2. Oh, I am so sad to have missed seeing and hearing that!! Both performances--the talk and the act of "service"!