All right, I had a "jam session" with God last night after Aaron and Katie both fell to sleep. I sat on my sofa with guitar in hand, and I just started singing and playing to the Lord. I am not a great singer (not even an average one), and I'm sure if Kate or Aaron heard me, they would have covered their ears (actually, I hope they would have joined in). This was just one of many "jam sessions" I have with God, but last night I sang some songs to Him that I hadn't even been able to listen to without falling apart since He led Gracie Home. If you've never had a "jam session" with God, I urge you to try it. He's a great audience. You don't have to be a good singer. Like I said, I'm not even an average singer. You don't have to bring a guitar or a piano along with you. Just come into His presence and worship His glory. I might have another one tonight.
In all honesty, I turned off the lights halfway through our "session." It was me, alone in the darkness, with a guitar, and Him. I know He was listening. I know He was there. Aaron once said, "daddy, Jesus makes the hair on my arms stand up!" It's true. Mine did last night. There's something about praising His name in a room full of people, but there is something about praising Him sitting alone in the dark too. I even wrote a song last night; something that I have done here and there, none really for a public audience. God let the words fall into my mind.
Of course, this was before I had turned the lights off.
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I love hearing my sons sing, even when the music isn't perfect. I am sure that God loved hearing you, his son, sing last night.
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