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God Sings

A Father’s Song

Last night, my nine month old daughter woke at 1:00 am, wailing.  She writhed from side to side and immediately my wife recognized her problem.  A tummy ache.  She filled a dropper with simethicone drops and squirted the liquid into my daughter’s mouth.  She gagged a bit and screamed some more.  My wife trotted down the hall to make a bottle and I scooped baby into my arms and began to sing.

Let me backtrack.  A couple of years ago I wrote a chorus for a song but have never been able to pen verses.  Nothing fits.  So, I only sing the chorus.  It’s a few lines of a love song that I wrote with my wife in mind.  However, my little girl has loved this tune from day one.  I often find myself singing it aloud in the car if she’s grown fussy.  As long as I sing, she’s content.

Last night, I quietly sang the following words into her little ear:

“I can hardly wait to see your face, Feel the warmth of your embrace.

Dance around the front yard, like Cinderalla at the Ball.

We’ll talk of dreams and children too, I love spending life with you.

You’re like the Autumn, ‘Cause you made me Fall.”

I know, cheesy huh?  But for whatever reason she loves it.  Abby stopped squirming and crying and nestled into my shoulder and soon drifted off to sleep.  She found comfort in her Daddy’s voice.

You know what?  God sings over us as well.  Zephaniah 3:17 says,

“The Lord your God is with you; He is mighty to save.  He will take great delight in you.  He will quiet you with His love.  He will rejoice over you with singing.”

Imagine, the Creator of the universe sings love songs over His children.

The next time you toss and turn in bed, get quiet before the Lord and ask Him to sing a lullaby.  The peace He bestows surpasses human comprehension.

A Serenading God

A couple of years ago, my wife explained a snippet of my musical past to my three-year old daughter.  “Your Daddy used to sing in a barbershop quartet, during Christmastime at Silver Dollar City,” my wife shared.  This sparked a thought in my little girl’s mind,  “Let’s go listen to Daddy sing at Church.  After a few minutes of negotiations, my wife convinced Aliyah to call Daddy at Church.  Then she added, “He can sing over the phone.”

My daughter consented.

On that morning, as every weekday morning, a handful of men arrived at 8:30 at the Church and drank coffee with the staff.  As I chatted at this daily ritual, the phone in my pocket buzzed.  I glanced at the caller ID and slipped away from the table.  My wife disclosed the earlier conversation with Aliyah.  I stepped out into the bitter cold.  Moments later I broke into, “The Christmas Song”….Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose….After crooning a few lines, I went back inside.  Aliyah handed the phone back to my wife, but my private concert wasn’t over.  “She wants to hear Jingle Bells,” my wife announced.

I stepped back out into the cold.

Yes, another little girl with her father wrapped around her little finger.

As I later thought about the impromptu serenade, I remembered one of my favorite Scriptures from the Bible.  Zephaniah 3:17 shares:

“The Lord your God in your midst, the Mighty One will save; He will rejoice over you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing.”

The One who breathed the universe into existence…the One who named and tracks each individual star…the One who orchestrates the rising and setting sun…the Maestro who conducts the changing of the seasons…that same One, loves His children enough to sing songs over them.  Not songs of gloom, doom, and judgment, but musical selections of joy.  Gill’s Exposition on the Bible shares the following commentary:

“He will joy over thee with singing; there is a pleonasm of joy in Christ’s heart towards His people, and so a redundancy in His expression of it; He rejoices with joy, and joys with singing; which shows how delighted He is with His people, as they are His chosen, redeemed, and called ones; as they have His own righteousness upon them, and His own grace in them; they are His “Hephzibah,” in whom He delights; His “Beulah,” to whom He is married; and it is His love of complacency and delight, which is the source of all grace and glory He bestows upon them…”

Simply put, God bursts into song to express His love to us.

A beautiful gift for any season….

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