Putting Ascher down for his nap has been easy lately. We go to his room, close the darkening shades and turn on his music(Praise Baby). Then I settle him into his little bed with his kitty and, now that it’s cooler, a little quilt. Usually he’s asleep in three or four songs.
Today we got him settled in and I was rocking Wilona nearby and we listened to a couple songs together. I was singing along, off and on, and when we got to Agnus Dei I heard Ascher chime in with his sweet little voice.
“Hah-way-oo-yah, Hah-way-oo-yah, Hah-way-oooo-yah.” Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia. He kept singing it at all the right spots with just the same feeling as the singer. “Hah-way-oo-yah, Hah-way-oo-yah, Hah-way-oooo-yah. ”
I say it for me.
Every night before he goes to bed I tell Ascher “Jesus is watching over you.” I hope that he’ll soon gain an understanding of what I’m talking about, but for now it’s more a reminder for me. Jesus is watching over my babies every second of every day. Even when I’m struck with random worries of tornadoes and housebreakers and floods and angry dogs and illness and car crashes, they’re in good hands. My worrying isn’t going to make them a scrap safer. So I say it for me. Jesus is watching over them.
“No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:37-39