This is becoming a habit. Before I close up shop on Thursday night to find Lisa-Jo Baker’s Five Minute Friday word in my inbox. I couldn’t resist writing about this word. The one word is my daughter, now spending a year in Japan. She’s probably singing in Japanese by now. The word is song. I have five minutes.
I always know when she enters the house. Her song precedes her, always different, always encouraging, always positive, always the way she looks at life.
Her song is in her presence, in the way she walks, in the smile she brings to those she meets, on her lips, in her fingertips.
It is in the way she approaches life with a newness and excitement that lasts beyond the first seeing of a new adventure and continues to the discovery of the details of life.
It is in her love of people seeing them as people of worth and value rather than individuals who may be different or not fit in the box that everyone wants to stuff them in.
It is in her value of other cultures and experiences. Looking at understanding others different from herself as a way of understanding God.
And it is in the way she worships, full out with abandon, singing loudly, unafraid for others to hear her strong alto voice, hands raised to God.
Oh God You are my God and I will ever praise You.
Oh God You are my God and I will every praise You.
I will seek You in the morning. I will walk with You every day.
Step by step You lead me and I will follow You all of the way.