Glorious Day January 25, 2012

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One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a Virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He

Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed

One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He

Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now He’s ascended, my Lord evermore

Death could not hold Him
The grave could not keep Him from rising again

Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day
Glorious day

One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my beloved one bringing
My Savior Jesus is mine

– Oh Glorious Day, Casting Crowns

This is Taran’s favorite song right now. He asks me to sing it to him as I rub his back each night at bedtime. As tired as I am at that hour, as much as my selfish instincts are urging me toward the comfort of a recliner and a cup of tea, there is honestly no better honor than for me to sing to my son. I love singing in the first place, and I always have…first for personal pleasure, solace and reflection, and now in worship and conversation with my Savior. When I sing to Taran, it is a time to slow down and thank God for his graces and mercies toward me, toward our family, and pray that my son would come to know and have a close relationship with Christ.

Kids are more thoughtful, I think, than we give them credit for. He lays still and listens quietly, and I assume he has grown drowsy, lulled to sleep by Mommy’s singing. But many times he is listening intently, and wonders aloud. “Mommy, did you say He was nailed to a tree?” “He rose from the grave…yeah, I remember that!” And my favorite: “Trumpets? Jesus is coming back one day? Here? And we’ll all play trumpets when he comes! Cool!” Parts of the salvation story that are not emphasized in the children’s Bible, maybe because they are too ethereal or too painful to explain, but that Taran absorbs as much as his little five-year-old heart can.

The girls typically want me to sing Jesus Loves Me or ABC’s over and over again at night, and if they are wound up or not sleepy, it is sometimes excruciating to sit there and sing the same children’s song repeatedly for 30 minutes or more. As I’m inwardly screaming, longing again for my recliner and cup of tea, God reminds me to slow down. What are you really longing to do? Lounge in a chair and watch mindless tv? As impatient as you feel inside, how can you make this time honor Me? And so I have begun to sing this song to the girls as well…rather than making it a chore, I sing to my Lord and become lost in worship to Him. Fifteen, twenty, thirty minutes go by, and it seems like barely any time has passed. And again, I sing to my Savior, sing in prayer over my sweet little girls, and take much needed time to reflect upon His love and grace toward me.

We are always going, going, going around here. Taran is in Kindergarten now, and in a seemingly (to me) rigorous curriculum…or maybe I’m just now used to having kids in school. 🙂 Each evening there are sight words to learn, spelling and writing practice, reading homework, Bible verse memorization…and brilliant me, I decided this was a good time to enroll Taran in piano lessons. I don’t regret it, because he enjoys it and is picking up on it pretty well. But it is one more thing I’ve added to our already full plate! The girls started preschool a few weeks ago, four hours a day, two days a week. They really love it there. They get such a kick out of school, out of having a teacher and classmates and activities and toys…the structure that so many children have each day, they don’t have at home (what am I admitting?? :)), so it is new and different and fun for them. I’m so happy that they enjoy school and are doing well there. My next celebration will be when they enter pre-K, and our daycare costs will (hopefully) drastically be reduced! Besides that, Ari and I are busy with work. I have a new position that I really love, but there is a definite learning curve, and more than a bit of trepidation on my part that I can do well in the position and meet everyone’s expectations. And the position also comes with more travel, both within the state and out of state. Ari keeps pretty occupied with lesson plans, grading papers, etc, which will be pretty standard till the end of the school year. It is a struggle…actually, impossible…to fit everything into our day, but we prioritize and do the best we can. And give the rest to God, and trust Him that it will all work it out in the end. (Repeat to self…it is okay to have a perpetual pile of laundry…one day, I will get my junk drawers (…cabinets, closets…) organized…the girls will figure out this potty thing before they hit Kindergarten!)

I know it is almost February, but…Happy New Year to all! I look forward to seeing what God will work in our lives this years, and in yours. 🙂