My Little Worship Leader

I put the kids to bed at 8:00 tonight - as usual.  Around 8:30, I heard noises coming from Ethan's room.  So I stormed off to fuss at him about staying up too late.  As I got closer to his room, I could hear him singing - no - belting at the top of his lungs!  "I need You, Jesus to come to my rescue... Tell  me where else can I go?  There's no other Name by which I am saved.  Capture me with grace.  I will follow You!"  Now you know I couldn't fuss at that!  He was loving Jesus...

When I was pregnant with Ethan, I was an elementary music teacher at a Christian school.  Everyday, my students and I would sing to him.  In church, Peter and I sang on the worship team.  So before he came into the world, we were pouring God's love into Ethan through music.  I prayed that God would give him a love and a gift for music and that he would use it to glorify Him.

God has given him a love for music.  He sings all the time - makes up his own songs.  Now he goes to worship practice with Peter on Sunday mornings.  The worship team has been so sweet to him and has given him his own tiny set of bongos to play as they practice.  When his friend, Reagan, comes over to play - they "play chapel."  They stand on the stage (bed) and play their instruments and sing into the microphones, and love Jesus!

God's Word

Emmalee picked up her Toddler Bible last night and was reading... She turned to page one and said, "Jesus!"  Then she turned to page two and said, "Jesus!" This went on for a few pages until she reached the story about Adam and Eve... "Hi Daddy!  Hi Mommy!  Uh Oh - God said NO NO! Don't eat that!  Now you have to go to time out!"  Sounds like she's off to a good start...