No, really.
I LOVE music.
I really want my children to love music.
I think God is getting there with my sweet Baby Love.
She sings.
She dances.
She claps.
She spins.
She does motions.
All day we listen to music. We listen to kiddie music. We listen to mama music.
Her favorite books are books we sing to.
I didn't have to do much. The girl dances like the Spirit of the Lord takes over her. She cannot help it! If there is music, she just HAS to dance. As long as I can remember, she has felt FORCED to move to the music. She has more rhythm then most people I know. She cannot help but love music.
This song makes me think of Baby Love:
Sorry if the video doesn't work on phones and ipads. Also, sorry if this isn't music you like. Baby Love and I like it.
Clay and I are blessed by our church. We go to a small church here in town. I am grateful for them. We risk disruption to take Karrington into the worship service for the music time. We know how much she loves music so we try to give her the opportunity to praise the Lord with us.
This last Sunday, she took praise to a whole new level.
She danced.
She raised her hands.
She clapped.
and at the end of every song she did this:
Never one time have we done this after ANY song, yet, she did it after every song. We don't model worship like this.
It was an absolute JOY to watch her praising the Lord this past Sunday. I wish I could have gotten a video of ALL the praising she did.
Maybe, just maybe, she was teaching me something about letting go and praising God.
Maybe, just maybe, I should take notes from my daughter about what God wants our worship to look like.
Maybe.
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Psalm 95: 1 - 3
Oh come, let us sing to the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation!
Let us come into his presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to him with songs of praise!
For the Lord is a great God, and a great King above all gods.
