He Sang in My Lap.

Just a little song. The words were, "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy..." 

And outside was a storm. And inside was a storm.

And that little song being sung in my lap sounded ever so much like His song, like Him quieting me with His love.

Zephaniah 3:17

¹⁷ The Lord your God is in your midst,
    a mighty one who will save;
he will rejoice over you with gladness;
    he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing.

And right then I needed that. To be reminded that He is singing over me always.

 

Together in Grace,

Amy