Well, music to someone's ears...

I don't know about you, but my kids seem to hate my singing. If I sing a song in the middle of the day - do you know what I hear?

"I like it better when you whistle, Mom."

Or...

"I like it when you hum."

Or Sweetheart will cover his ears and blurt out, "No zhing. NO ZHING."

Why, er, thanks. LOL

During our family devotional time, they are fine with my singing. Of course, they sing, too, so they probably don't pay much attention to me then. But at bedtime, they sincerely ask me, and even sometimes plead (believe it or not) for me to sing. Go figure, lol.

In fact, we have this tradition that I'm not really sure how it started, but I sing "My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean" to them. I sing it many times, each time inserting a different child's name instead of "Bonnie." They really love it. If Sweetheart is crying and not liking bedtime, it instantly calms him down. He asks for it by saying, "Back. Back." Let me tell you, it took me awhile to figure out what on earth he was wanting, lol!

But really, music is such a big thing for me. I love music. It is such a boon to my spirits, my attitudes, and my perspective. Do you find the same to be true?

I find so much strength in singing praise songs! It gets my focus off whatever is troubling me, and puts it back on Him, which is where my eyes should be. In my most troublesome times, singing songs of His goodness and His provision are a constant support. Praying relieves the need to vent or get it out, but praise fills up those spots with something else, something better. Something fulfilling!!

And what's better yet... God doesn't mind hearing my voice. (wink)