I woke a few weeks ago humming the tune to the song our church service closed with that Sunday. That I day I woke singing? It was brighter, somehow more optimistic than the others. The idea of waking literally singing His praise wedged its way deep into my heart for a few days before I took action.
When I sat at my desk the next Monday, opened the Pandora app and rather than jump to "Country's Top Hits" I searched for Hillsong United. Wouldn't you know, they have their own Pandora station. What followed was a month of praise filling the four walls of my office. That music moved from my office to the car and the car to my quiet time at home.
Early on in reading the Psalms a yearning to be a better worshipper, a worshipper like David, was planted in my heart. This small act of changing the music playing in the white noise of my days has morphed my heart in just 31 days.
The difference hasn't just been seen in my tune. Even Jackson has caught onto the music over the last couple weeks. His sweet voiced asked from the backseat last week if we were listening to church music. I hesitantly told him yes, hoping he wouldn't shoot down my morning glory time.
To my surprise he said "I love church music, mom, turn it up." Not two minutes later he's back there belting out "my heart will sing no other name, Jesus."
Y'all, my heart could have exploded in that moment! Talk about swimming in grace. One of the greatest goals I have as a mother is to raise a son who walks with Christ. That's no small goal, friends. This is something I pray over every day and in moments like this receive affirmation that we're walking the good walk. Even in tantrum filled days, new preschool transitions, and threenager tendencies, my boy is still seeking Christ along side me. Thanks be to God.
Did you participate in the 31 Day Scripture Challenge? I'd love to hear how your month went!
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