"The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great pleasure in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing." Zephaniah 3:17
A medley of hymns from my childhood rings clearly in my heart when I close my eyes and listen, even today. Completely separate tunes until my mother gathered me in her arms and strung them together as one. It's impossible to count how often she sung over me but this I know: every time, it comforted me.
Countless times I've gathered my own children in my arms and rocked away the nights in darkened rooms gently whispering that same strung-together-medley: "Jesus loves me this I know...Oh how he loves you and me...Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. There's just something about that name...On a hill far away, stood and old rugged cross...Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord." Every time I sung over them in love. Every time, it comforted them.
Two decades have passed since I comforted my children this way. I miss those lingering moments of new sleep when I sat studing their little faces, smelled their clean baby hair and rejoiced that they were part of me.
But now, I gather their children into my arms when they need the comfort of that old familiar stringed medley. Mostly I just gather them up in sheer delight and love on 'em, take pleasure in them and rejoice over them with the songs in my heart.
It awes me to know God looks at us the same way. I wonder how many lingering moments-when our hearts are quieted by His love-He rejoices over us with singing?
Countless times I've gathered my own children in my arms and rocked away the nights in darkened rooms gently whispering that same strung-together-medley: "Jesus loves me this I know...Oh how he loves you and me...Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. There's just something about that name...On a hill far away, stood and old rugged cross...Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord." Every time I sung over them in love. Every time, it comforted them.
Two decades have passed since I comforted my children this way. I miss those lingering moments of new sleep when I sat studing their little faces, smelled their clean baby hair and rejoiced that they were part of me.
But now, I gather their children into my arms when they need the comfort of that old familiar stringed medley. Mostly I just gather them up in sheer delight and love on 'em, take pleasure in them and rejoice over them with the songs in my heart.
It awes me to know God looks at us the same way. I wonder how many lingering moments-when our hearts are quieted by His love-He rejoices over us with singing?
that's one of my favorite bible verses. Just the thought of him dancing over me with singing- amazing!
ReplyDeleteI love that verse Dawn... thanks for reminding me of it! :) ~ Blessings, Amy
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Amy. Glad you stopped by today.
DeleteI love this, Dawn. And I am currently in between rocking my babies (who are growing up way to fast) and waiting to rock grandbabies :)
ReplyDeleteI love how God can quiet our soul like no other. And I love that he rejoices over us with singing! That is one of my favorite verses and reminders!
Oh, by the way...sorry about the mixup on the fb page sending you well wishes of recovery! I had you mixed up with another Dawn! So sorry :( I will miss meeting you at SS but can't wait to read about your journey!
Hugs!
Shelly
Shelly,
DeleteGrandbabies are one of God's richest blessings! As you wait for their arrival, may you feel God rocking you and hear His sweet voice rejoicing over you.
No prob about the mix up. There's a few of us "Dawn's" on She Speaks 2012.
Praying for your speedy recovery and God's continued annointing, especially these next few months.
Hugs back!
Dawn