Songbook Sunday is back! I'm not sure I'll do this every Sunday, but hopefully once a month.
This week we sang an oldie, but goodie...It is Well With My Soul. And you know what? It really IS well with my soul! I realized while singing the last verse, that I think for the first time in my life I really do believe with all my heart that it is well. Do I have things to work on? Absolutely! The beauty of it is, that God's grace covers me. Read the words to the last verse with me:
And LORD haste the day, when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, the LORD shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
Horatio G. Spafford, 1873
Is it well with your soul? I pray so. I realized today, that even though it has been a rough week and with all the things going on in the world around us, that you could not wipe the smile off my face while singing praise to GOD this morning. Shouldn't it be like that every day? Not just Sunday's, not just the "good" days? I'm going to strive for that this week. How about you?
Moving on a little bit:
We decided about a month ago that we were going to start taking the kids into church with us for worship, then taking them down to the nursery when the kids are dismissed for children's church. This way they get used to being in service and they love to sing, so they really enjoy it. The first week or two was a bit of a challenge b/c my little prince likes to clap and shout "yay" after every song.
I decided to talk with one of my sisters about how I should get them ready. She suggested starting a quiet time where if they wanted to talk, they could whisper only. We did this every day, starting with 2 minutes (b/c they are 2 years old) and we are now up to 5 minutes. The next week was SO much better. I've now gone two weeks in a row by myself since the husband's been working or gone and they have done great. I'm usually holding the prince since he loves when I sing with/to him while the princess sits on the pew with Peach (our friends daughter) reading a book. She sometimes wants to be held, but not very often. When daddy's there though she will be held by one of us.
I love that I go to church with my best friends - especially since I can't go with family. I love that our kids are "interchangable". The kids move around and sit with ALL of us. I love it. I got choked up on the way to church this morning just thinking about it and how in just eight short months we are going to be moving away. I dread going to church on our last morning. I'm going to be a bumbling mess and they bring families up on the last day to get our "ooo, ahh" gift (I'll explain some time) and have prayers said over us. Yeah, I may just have to skip that.