A highlight of our two weeks in Japan was attending the ward for the Primary program. The music was superb. About fifty children sang from their hearts, led by a skilled chorister and pianist. Not only was the music beautiful, the children spoke of their own personal experiences in feeling the spirit. One girl spoke in Japanese. One wore traditional Tongan dress. They were American, Mongolian, English, Japanese, and from all over the world— but gathered to this little international primary in the center of the largest city in the world to bear testimony. They were new members and investigators and those of other faiths. The sweetest, most evocative parts were their testimonies in song and word. Three little brothers sang “If the Savior Stood Beside Me” perfectly. I admit to tears. Several children told of spiritual experiences during the dedication of the newly-remodeled Tokyo temple, only a few steps away. They proclaimed their joy in being able to hear apostles speak and shake their hands. They told of feeling the spirit through the prayers, meetings, and music. Then they stood tall and their voices resounded through the building singing “I Love to See the Temple.”
