In Granny’s Rocker…

Riley is still sick several days into this illness and so we’ve spent extra time in the rocker where I soothe and comfort him as best I can, trying to keep him quiet and still in an effort to minimize both his discomfort and his symptoms. I was thinking this morning in the quiet of his room as we gently and lovingly rocked just what makes that place and time together so special. So many thoughts cross my mind as I faithfully rock back and forth, back and forth. Many of my life experiences, particularly the failures as the psalmist so well put it “my sins are ever before me,” but thankfully right beside those old memories stands the cross to which those old sins were nailed long ago by a Savior who willingly suffered for me.

You see, as I rock, I pray. I sing too, and as I sing I open my heart with perfect honesty before the Lord. I offer my sacrifice of praise to Him, my Redeemer, and I ask with a clear conscience for Him to bless my children. I call them by name and I pray His blessings upon them. I ask that He give them a pure heart, a heart of flesh and pour His Spirit into them. I ask Him to satisfy them with His mercy so they can rejoice and be glad all their days. I ask Him to cause them to do justly, to love mercy and to walk humbly with Him. These prayers are all found in the scriptures where I’ve searched and found the Lord and His strength just as was promised in that very Book. Oh how I pray and sing for the joy of the Lord to be my strength and the strength of my little ones.

Those long journeys I take in prayer while rocking the little ones is taken with purpose, preordained for mothers throughout all time. We are to love our children and to teach them the lovingkindness of the Lord. How better to do that than to take them into your prayer time in a loving embrace and sing to them “Oh how I love Jesus, because He first loved me!” I usually start with “Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so, little ones to Him belong, they are weak but He is strong!” Before I find one fast asleep, I’ve usually closed my own eyes and sang “His name yields the richest perfume and sweeter than music His voice, His presence disperses my gloom and makes all within me rejoice…Content with beholding His Face, my all to His pleasure resigns, no changes of season nor place would make any change in my mind!” Another favorite I often sing over my sleepy little one is “Sweet hour of prayer…and since He bids me seek His face, believe His Word and trust His Grace, I’ll cast on Him my every care and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!”

I’m reminded as I take the time to shut out the rest of the world; no radio, no television, just me and the babe in my arms, of the purpose of my life, of all life given from the hand of the Lord. We are created to bring Him honor and glory. We are “CREATED” with a purpose and without saying yes to that purpose and committing to live accordingly, we can expect to find nothing but trouble and chaos. Nothing satisfies the soul of mankind other than fellowship with our Creator. When our eyes are searching for peace in any other place other than in His presence we will find only disappointment.

The walk of faith is not one free of pain, of suffering, or of hurt, but it is one of HOPE, one anchored to an eternally safe harbor who is Jesus Christ our Lord. Let us praise the Lord for He is worthy of our praise. May our steps be loving steps leaving a legacy of righteousness and truth! It is not too late as long as there is breath. God so graciously calls to repentance and to a righteous walk. He is able to wash away sins, though they be as scarlet, and make each one white as snow, another promise in His Word.

For the fruitlessness of pride, let none of us fail to repent and choose the abundant and free life that is offered in Jesus’ gift of salvation. I am so thankful for the Bible, for all of it. I love 1 John and 1 and 2 Thessalonians for those who are confused about whether or not they are saved because it makes clear how we can know. I pray and long to know that others are coming into that perfect assurance of salvation and are walking in the freedom of the Truth.

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2 Responses to In Granny’s Rocker…

  1. beth warner says:

    I was thinking this morning as I was singing one of our new choir songs, Let the Church Rise, about why I love to sing the choir music and the hymns to my Lord. I love to sing those songs because every word of what I have read in His Word and everything I have learned about Him from experience have taught me that He is faithful and true, never changing,ever loving and merciful. His character is proclaimed by the words of those great songs. Every word you sing, you believe and know to be true because you know Him. What a joy!

  2. andreastiles says:

    So true Ms. Beth, so true. The same heart is in those who love Him. Isn’t that a wonderful thought, hearts in one accord…

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