Right the Wrong

The other morning I could hear Conner and Sam yelling at each other and then Sam came down and told me that Conner had hurt him while they were playing. I waited a bit for Conner to come down but he never did even after I called him so I went to check on him and he was in his closet bawling. I gave him a hug and asked what was wrong. He told me nothing. Conner bottles everything up inside and it's hard to get him to tell you anything (sound like anyone else you know, Nana). Finally through all the sobs he started explaining and it took a couple repeats for me to understand what he was saying but this is what I got out of it. He said he had hurt Sam and felt bad, so he prayed and asked Heavenly Father to forgive him and then he asked Sam to forgive him and Sam wouldn't. Conner was so upset because he was trying to right the wrong and Sam wouldn't let him. A few weeks ago we had this lesson in Primary and I told him I was so happy that you're using the steps of repentance and where did he learn them and he said his teacher at Grandma and Grandpa Hibbert's ward. I am so thankful for wonderful teachers who help teach my children the gospel. I love how Conner remembered all the steps and was going to make sure he did them all. He is such a good boy when it comes to following the gospel. I seriously couldn't ask for a better child. You tell him this is what we should do and there's no swaying from that. Now if only he were that way with cleaning his room. Well I guess he can't be great at everything.