|Bo and Jake right after Jake was born|
|Jacob getting ready to show his piano man abilities|
|Henry can't get enough of the drums|
When I sing songs of praise, I am in the words. Like the song, "The More I Seek You", I am the one sitting at His feet, drinking from the cup in His hands. I am the one laying back and feeling His heartbeat. It's a movie playing in my head. In the song, "Holy of Holies", I can feel the fight against the crowd, trying my best to get to where He is…in the Holy of Holies. It comes from my soul and connects me with God.
|Bo sitting in the majestic canvas of God's creation|
I think in song, I pray in song, I worship in song…music is magic to me. I am in awe of those who write songs and play many instruments. I sing what others have written and I don't play an instrument except the one God placed in my body and on the ends of my arms. But I am thankful for music everyday. It takes me into a place of worship that feels like I am sitting right in front of my Jesus.
|Henry says, "Mommy, can I hold you?|
|He is our Peace in the midst of the storm|