Sing for joy to God our strength; shout aloud to the God of Jacob! Begin the music, strike the tambourine, play the melodious harp and lyre. ~ Psalm 81:1
Joy! Joy! Joy! That’s what we feel when we watch our daughter begin to praise our great God. She can be in the other room, distracted, but as soon as music comes on, she begins to clap her hands and—if she’s able—she’ll also twirl. It’s so amazing and heart-touching to watch.
And every parent, if they get the joy and honor of raising their kids to know Jesus and in a home under His influence, feels the same way when they see their kids praising God Almighty. I remember how much joy I felt this past Easter when my brother and his family came to visit our church. His two little girls where having a lot of separation anxiety and so they sat in the adult service with us. The younger of the two asked me to hold her the whole time. I didn’t mind at all. I will never forget when she asked me why all the people were raising their hands and I told her that they were reaching out to Jesus and asked her if she knew Jesus. When she said yes, my heart was so full. The same full that I feel when I watch my 15-month old worship. It’s the same full that was in my mom’s voice when she told me about the day my brother and I accepted Christ. She described it at length as if it had only happened yesterday, but actually, it’s been 26 years.
Father, I thank you that You are the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. I thank you that with as much joy as we feel to watch our children come to You and desire to know you more, I know that You are even more touched by it. Lord, thank you for precious memories such as these. I pray that we would always touch Your heart with joy, just as our children touch ours when we see them delight in You. Father, I thank you and I praise you. In Jesus’ Name I pray, Amen.