Coming to the Father

During worship last night I was able to seek away from behind the light board for a couple seconds to take some pictures. I love taking pictures at conference but unfortunatly this year I don't get that oppurtunity too often. I saw a kid during worship with his hands raised, much like so many others were doing, but he was a little different then the rest. He seemed to be trying to reach higher. He was grasping at the air, as if to by trying to climb closer to the Father. It was amazing to watch him. Those are the moments during conference that you think about all the long, hard hours of work that we have put into this and know that it was all worth it. Every splinter, every time it rained and we got frustrated that we would be limited in our work, every t-shirt rolled and every stencil traced, cut, and painted, it's all nothing in those moments when you see kids coming close to the Father. It's truly amazing to witness!