Primary songs are so profound. They teach us basic truths about such profound principles of doctrine.
Sometimes these songs can be difficult to sing when dark or sad memories flow to our mind.
I know I have had a variety of experiences and emotions when singing "Families are Forever."
And I have always had a very tender memory tied to the song "Jesus Loves The Little Children."
My grandpa used to sing it to my older sister and I when we were younger.
"Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world.
Red and Yellow, black and white,
They are precious in His sight.
Jesus loves the little children of the world."
I have a confession to make:
I've been watching "Cosmos," although I haven't decided whether I'm a fan of it or not. And for some reason -curiosity obviously, along with the fact I haven't gone in to stop the DVR from recording each episode- I kept last nights episode and decided to watch it while folding laundry.
I really liked when he talked about sound. If we could see sound, we could see sound waves, and see the distances between wave lengths.
And just as the wave length of sound determines the pitch that we hear, the wave length of light determines the color we see.
Light and all of the colors of light travel at the sand speed. But when it hits glass, light slows down and changes direction.
And while traveling through the glass, each color moves at a different speed.
"For example, violet light which is carried by the shortest waves slows down more than red light, which has the longest waves."
The changes in speed send the color waves off in slightly different directions.
This got me thinking. *Warning, apparently folding laundry gets me thinking on a much deeper scale. ;)
We are children of God, our Heavenly Father. And He is light, even The Light Of The World.
So, we are all light.
We are all Equal (this has and will always be debated between man, but it an undeniable truth.)
We're equal, and yet we all look different, and come from all different directions on this earth.
Just as light when it hits glass. It slows down and changes direction.
We all travel to the same place, to earth to receive a body. It is only when traveling through that we appear separate. Different.
Some are faster, some are brighter, some are slower, some are darker...
But we are all from the same light.
