For the first
week in February, Daniel was asked to give a talk about the theme. I had him
write his own as a homeschool composition assignment. I made a few tactful
suggestions, which he pointedly ignored. I sighed but let him do it his own
way: after all, if I want him to do all the work, I need to back off and let
him own the process and the product.
He wrote it, but
I typed it up for him. Here is a copy of the printout he took to Primary:
Daniel’s talk
2/2/2013
[Daniel
began reading at this point:]
The Earth was
Created for Heavenly Father’s Children
Heavenly Father made the Earth so that we
could be born into families, make mistakes and learn from them, and be mortal.
Think about this: if you were immortal, if
you touched a hot stove, you wouldn’t get burned. But if you were mortal, you
would get hurt so you would learn not to touch a stove when it is hot. There
are things you can learn from having a body that you couldn’t learn if you were
just a spirit. Having a physical body teaches us about rules and consequences
and practicing how to make good choices.
On the Earth, there are plants, animals,
and buildings. There are plenty of things we can enjoy—like the Internet. Here
on the Earth, we humans have invented lots of amazing things. This ability to
create new things makes us similar to God.
I’m grateful that Heavenly Father created
this world for me, and I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
[Daniel
quit reading at this point, ignoring my note below.]
--Mom is STILL sad
that Daniel declined to include a paragraph about how she made a “playground”
for Sam in Minecraft where he could practice navigating the game.
You can see that Daniel wrote a fine talk. Very serviceable.
Last Saturday, though, I saw a facebook post about how the Primary
needed an emergency talk-giver for the next day. I pounced.
“Eric,” I said. “If I write a talk, would you be willing to read
it in sharing time tomorrow?”
Eric shrugged. “Sure,” he said.
Joy! Here was a serendipitous, miraculous chance to write the
talk I had wanted Daniel to give. And I could write it all by myself in clear
conscience. (If it has been a regular week-in-advance assignment, I would have
made Eric do it. But in an emergency,
well…)
Naturally I procrastinated and was still frantically scribbling
as senior primary filed into the room. (I handed off prelude to the poor
chorister—sorry Courtney.) I scribbled so hard, for a moment I wondered if I
would have matching hand injuries: my left, from playing too much Minecraft,
and my right, from writing too much about it.
I got the script to Eric with perhaps sixty seconds to spare. He
didn’t even get to read through it completely before he was called upon to speak.
He did great, especially when he stumbled over a word but then recovered
nicely. (I had crossed something out and revised it below the line. Visually
confusing. My fault. Sorry, Eric. Good job staying calm.)
Here is the text of the talk:
Here is the text of the talk:
The Earth was Created for Heavenly Father’s
Children
For Christmas, my dad gave me a computer
game called Minecraft. In this game, I can create a fake but fun world and
build things in it. My whole family tried the game and enjoyed it. Daniel even
said that survival mode was like a telestial world, peaceful mode was
terrestrial, and creative mode was celestial.
My little brother, Sammy, is only two years
old, but he wanted to play as well. My mom created a special “playground” for
him where he could do simple things. She built a house, placed farm animals
around, made the ground mostly but not completely flat, and constructed a fence
around the whole thing.
Mom decided that Sam should play in
survival mode. She said he would learn more that way, but I suspect she also
wanted to limit how much damage he could do.
She created this farm as a mostly safe
place for Sam to practice playing the game.
At first, Sam had trouble moving forward
and backward. After some experimenting, he got good enough to control his
character and move around.
Once he could maneuver, all he wanted to do
was kill sheep. He ran around this virtual world and attacked anything that
moved, shouting “ha!” [Eric
delivered this line with great flair. I was proud of him.] Sometimes he attacked things that didn’t
move, too.
Mom told him several times not to knock
down the fence, but he did anyway. Then he complained that all the chickens had
escaped. Mom reminded him this was a natural consequence of his choice.
As Sam gets better at controlling himself,
he will learn to do more. Eventually he will be ready to leave his fenced “farm”
and create his own buildings or even his own Minecraft world.
Heavenly Father created this world for us.
It is real instead of a game, but some things are the same.
We come here to learn how to control our
bodies and practice making good choices. We also can create new things by building
lego models, or drawing pictures, or composing a new song.
This entire world is a great blessing from
Heavenly Father where we can learn important things.
I am grateful for the Earth and I say these
things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
If this had been a Sacrament Meeting talk, I would have expanded
the metaphor and talked about some of the things we learn in this life. Now I
really want to give a talk about the Parable of Minecraft…
Right, don’t be greedy. Sorry.
The talk was a hit! Kids lit up, nudging each other and whispering "I love that game!"
Anyone with Minecraft experience
nodded, picturing Sam running amok among the cows and pigs, slaughtering them
with abandon. (Doesn’t that sound spiritually uplifting?) Lots of people giggled. Adults grinned.
Eric received lots of compliments. I felt vindicated.
Aaah. It may be another three months before I start feeling the “lesson/talk”
itch again.
