Sing a Love Song

Sing A Love SongToday was one of those days where I was doing life with my kids and saw a glimpse of myself.  I was in the process of putting some just washed clothes into the dryer when my daughter spotted it.  And she let me know.  The screams, stomping, and wailing would have led you to think someone died.  They didn’t.  It was her beloved blankie going into the dryer.

I tried my best to console her and got her a temporary replacement blanket until that one was dry, but to no avail.  She wanted her blankie and she wanted it now.  It didn’t matter that it was gross and stinky and needed a wash.  She just wanted it.  Now.

I scooped up my inconsolable toddler and we headed for the rocking chair where big tears continued to roll down her cheeks as she cried for her blankie.  As I held her close, I had one of those moments of parenting brilliance that saved my sanity.  I started to sing.

I sang a goofy little love song I made up when my oldest was a baby.  By the time I finished, she had calmed down.  She even smiled a little as she said, “More, Mommy.”

I can promise it wasn’t the quality of my voice or the poetic charm of the lyrics that made her want more.  It was that she felt loved.  And I was singing to her.

As I rocked her, I was reminded of a scripture I read this morning.  And I saw myself.

“The Lord your God is in the midst of you, a Mighty One, a Savior [Who saves]! He will rejoice over you with joy; He will rest [in silent satisfaction] and in His love He will be silent and make no mention [of past sins, or even recall them]; He will exult over you with singing.” Zephaniah 3:17 AMP

1. God comes as a Savior.

So many times I want things my way and in my timing – just like my little one wanted her blanket.  I pitch my grown-up version of her little fit to God and let Him know where He got it all wrong.  Things didn’t happen the way I prayed for them to occur.  Or He took away something I treasured and I can’t understand why.

Just like my little girl missed that I was trying to help her by washing the blanket to remove the loads of germs, spit, and who knows what else it was covered in, I so often miss the heart of who God is.  He is good.  His heart is to save.  I may not understand His ways, but I have to trust that He is good and He is for me.

2.  He makes no mention of my past sins.

In the midst of her distress over the blanket, my little one didn’t need a speech about how she shouldn’t drag her blanket over the ground, take it with her everywhere, and drool on it as she sleeps.  She didn’t need correction about how she made a mess that needed to be washed.  She needed comfort.

God does the same with us.  Once we have repented, He cleans up our mess and doesn’t bring it up again.  He is silent about our past sins.  What a blessing.

3.  He rejoices over me with singing

I love the picture of God scooping us up in the midst of our distress and singing over us.  Sometimes we don’t really need the discussion about our circumstances.  Sometimes we just need to know we are loved.  We need to be reminded that our Father God values us more than we know.

You are His beloved.  Chosen.  Dearly loved.  My prayer is that you feel His embrace and hear his love song over your heart today.

Much love,

1 Comment

  1. Thanks for the delightful reminder of God’s love – and a great picture of Ellie!

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