I'm planning on being purposefully cryptic in this post because I don't want someone do do an internet search about this subject and find this.
The kids are learning a new song in Primary this month. It's an original song, written only last year specifically for this year's new theme. When I heard it for the first time a few weeks ago, I was very underwhelmed. I really like last year's new song (about the Savior) but this one is not even close to as good. The melody and rhythm are weird and the tempo is hard for the children to keep up with. Because the tempo is so fast, the kids jumble the words and it's hard to understand what they're saying. But the worst part about the song for me is the lyrics, they're super-cheesy. (And dare I say- a bit sexist and kind of exclusive.) So I had pretty much decided that I didn't like the song at all. I didn't tell anyone this (besides Jon) because, well I didn't want to put any ideas into anyone's head (especially the kids) that the song was stupid.
Fast forward two weeks to this past Sunday. I was singing the song along with the kids (yes, I still learned it) when all of the sudden I got choked up and had to stop singing. I felt a very strong feeling that the words I was singing were true- eternal truths even- and as much as I thought I hated the song, there was no way I could deny that fact.
So here I sit, chastised. I can't hate the song anymore, but it's still not my favorite.
p.s. After three weeks of practice, my little Sunbeam Maryn has learned almost the whole song and sings it while she's playing around the house. I guess that's supposed to soften my heart too...it's working.