November 4, 2022
“Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings.” Psalm 17:8 NIV
It might seem crazy, but the other afternoon the Jr. Choir had me in tears. My role, along with a handful of other adults it to provide support for the children. We all pitch in. Some folks prepare the snacks, some clean up, some snap photos, and some provide supervision (a.k.a. herding cats).
I fall into the last category. It might be my experience as the mother of two sons, or my sports officiating. There are usually a few children who need a bit of additional redirection, often only a hand on their shoulder suffices.
They did everything with gusto, from eating, to singing, to ringing bells, to playing games. They can really belt out the songs. Just before rehearsal ended, they practiced a few songs that they will lead the congregation in on November 20, 2022. They were encouraged to sing the last two song, Hear Our Prayers, O Lord, and Apple of Your Eye with reverence. That’s when the tears flowed. The sincerity and genuineness of those children was angelic struck a cord deep within me. The simple tune and words of Apple of Your Eye have been going through my head ever since.
St. Augustine wrote that when we sing we pray twice. Those words of request and trust in a God who is personal, close, and oh so loving, is my prayer for them, for us, for our world. ~ Anne
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