This morning on the way to the kids' school, we were listening to the Passion: Awakening CD. "How He Loves" was playing when we pulled into the parking lot and I brought the car to a stop right when the song gets really good. Some of you musical people know the name for that part of the song and are saying it to me like I can hear it through the computer screen. Anyway, y'all know which part I'm talking about.
It seemed like such a shame to turn off the car before we got to sing "And we are His portion and He is our prize! Drawn to redemption by the grace is in His eyes. If His grace is an ocean, we're all sinking. And heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss and my heart turns violently inside of my chest. I don't have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way that He loves us..." Jackson threw off his seat belt and climbed in the front seat and we sang it together with all our guts.
I remembered being only yay big and in the back of that station wagon, sitting behind my mama's big 80's hair and belting out some Amy Grant and Larnell Harris. Nothing in life was so urgent that we couldn't finish "Angels Watching Over Me" before we got out of the car.
This old church directory photo from FBC Victoria, Texas, came into my life this week. There is no end to how much joy it's given me. When I look at it I feel loved.