When I was younger, before the consolidated block we have now, the sacrament used to be administered during junior Sunday School. Aside from making me feel really old, I have some unique memories from attending church.
One of my favorite primary songs we sang as the bread was being broken was “We Bow Our Heads.”
For the first time in my life, I was invited to take the sacrament to a sister in the ward who is recuperating from surgery.
As I drove with another brother in my ward to this sister’s house, I thought of the words to the first verse of the song:
We bow our heads and close our eyes
And say a little prayer
We thank our father graciously
For blessings we all share
Prior to administering the sacrament, we spent nearly 30 minutes visiting with this sister and her husband, who is not yet a member of the Church. She is not able to leave the house, except for doctor’s visits and other necessary trips, so she does not have the opportunity to visit with many people other than close friends, family, and a few neighbors. She seemed to enjoy and appreciate the visit.
After a pleasant discussion with this sister and her husband, we asked her if we could proceed with the sacrament. She agreed and my companion and I prepared for the ordinance of the sacrament.
I felt humbled as I gave the blessing for the bread. Near the middle of the prayer, I fought back tears as I realized the significance of our visit to this sweet sister.
I handed her the bread I had just blessed; she ate it and thanked me.
My companion then blessed the water and handed her the cup of water.
After we finished, we thanked her for letting us into her home, and excused ourselves to return home to our families.
As we drove away, I felt a tremendous spiritual uplift for being worthy to exercise my priesthood to bless the life of this sister in my ward.
I look forward to doing it again next week.