I only have a brief moment, but this was so pleasant that I wanted to share. My five-year-old was singing a hymn with me a couple of hours ago (“Blessed and Happy Is the Man” in the event that you are interested, and no, we don’t sing together as often as I would like) and when he got to the word “prospers” he said “croscers” — whatever that means. On one hand, I was chastised that I haven’t helped him learn the song well enough that he knows the right word. On the other hand, it was a fun and pleasant moment. The word may have made no sense, but you could tell from the happy look on his face that he knew what the song meant: the man who strives to walk in God’s way is one blessed dude. And, apparently, such a man really knows how to croscer, because the song says he does it well.
It reminded me, too, of my all time favorite moment ever from serving at the Church’s pre-teen camps: the spontaneous “Oh, How Love I Thy Law!” duet sung by my son and other camper in our dorm. Wow. Dad filed that one away in the “long term recall” folder. Makes me look all the more forward to this year’s camp (for which a church announcement is in the works and should be out soon).
I hope all of you have a truly marvelous Sabbath tonight and tomorrow, and “I wish that in all things that thou mayest croscer and be in health, even as thy soul croscereth” (3 John 2… sorta…) 🙂