Oh, how I wish you could hear what I am hearing right now!  I’ve just put Levi to bed for his nap and his singing is bringing me to tears!

*****A little explanation, first.  Levi enjoys a cartoon called The Little Einsteins very much.

It is one of his favorites.  Not mine though.  I think it is quite poorly made…even though it is a Disney cartoon. But, the concept is amusing and appropriate for him at his age. Four children explore the world…the whole world…on their rocket.  The rocket is powered by the music they make.  Tapping a steady beat, clapping fast or slow, singing high or low, playing various musical instruments are all ways to make their rocket, (whose name is Rocket), go!  They choose a piece of classical music each time to base their melodies on.  They then make up words to fit to the music according to their exploration.  Where they go in the world is based on a famous artist’s work.  They show the painting and then enter it to find their adventure.  Then at the end of each cartoon, the credits go to the composer’s work and the artist’s work.  Clever concept, as I said.  But it surely could be done with better graphics and animation.*****

Now, none of that matters a whole lot, because Levi loves it and I find it among the less objectionable of the many cartoons that are offered to our children these days.  And, so we watch it…daily.  Today’s episode was about a big jet that had the power to change the seasons.  The children were ready for springtime, as they had a flower ready to plant outside.  But, the big jet had other plans.  So there was lots of room for talk about the various seasons.  Eventually, they all ended up back in spring time and the little tulip got planted and they were all able to sing this little song…“Oh, yes, oh, yes, it’s springtime!  Oh, yes, oh, yes, it’s springtime! It’s springtime! Oh, yes, it’s springtime!”  Powerful lyrics, huh?  They sang it several more times as they powered Rocket back to it’s hiding place next to their home.  (We never see any adults or parent figures…’cause I’m sure they don’t know their children are flying off all around the globe!)

When sweet Levi hears a song he likes, he tries his best to sing along.  Because singing along with a song or music is difficult for an apraxic child, he will miss quite a few words.  He’ll get some in the right place, but he usually ends up several beats after the song ends.  That is if he’s singing along with a song…if he’s singing it acapella, then he nails it just fine! We have been so very pleased with his progress in the area of singing.  He is doing way better at this point in his therapy than we or his therapist thought he would be doing.  It’s not the singing itself that is the problem…It’s singing at the steady rate with which the music moves along.  But, he’s definitely a music lover and he’s going to conquer this hurdle.  Our faith is strong on this.

I changed his diaper and gave him another drink of milk and put him to bed.  An extra hug around the neck and a sweet kiss, and he stretched out and waited for his blanket to be put over him.  One more kiss…then I turned on the monitor and shut the door.  I grabbed a glass of tea, and sat down to look at the computer for the first time today.  And, then I heard it…loud and clear over the monitor...“Oh, yes, it springtime!  Oh, yes, it springtime!  It is!  It is springtime!”  Not word for word, but pretty close for a new three year old! ” It springtime! It springtime! Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh yes! It is! It is springtime!”  And, the correct melody, too!

Then, he began singing his own version…and added in quite a few extra words…

“I see trees….love Lulu….Pa, Pa, Pa…Uncle Ian… Tina… Jackson…love Mommy…love Mommy.  It’s springtime!  It’s springtime!  Birthday party….bloons (Balloons)…Oh, yes, it is springtime!  W…X…Y…and Z.   It’s springtime! Daddy, rescue…Daddy Redbird…..It is springtime! “A,B,C,D,E,F,G,H,I J, K, LMNOP,Q…R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z. Now…said…A…B,C’s…won’t…sing with…me?  W…W…W…W…It springtime, It springtime, It is. Yes, Mam, It springtime…”  (This was over about a 6 minute period).

As I grabbed a pencil and tried to keep up with these wonderful lyrics, I was laughing and crying at the same time.  How sweet are these words?  These are the things that are in a little boy’s heart on the day after the day after his third birthday.  These are the things he knows for sure.  These are the things that cause his heart to break forth in song.  It reminded me of my mother, who, no matter what chore she wold be involved in, would invariably break out into a song of praise to God, or a hymn or a song of worship.  It was IN her and it had to break out.  It was a gift…not to those within earshot…(even though she had a lovely voice)..she wasn’t singing to us…I think it was an unconscious gift of praise to her Creator!

“…Sing to the Lord a new song…”  Psalm 149:1

And, I think what I heard today, from Levi, was, in his own way, an unconscious gift of praise about the things that make up his wonderful world.  Surely, it had to have made God smile.  For these words he sang speak to love of family…of our natural world…the fun he had at his birthday party…his growing mind.

“God has given us these times of joy.”  Nehemiah 12:43

And, it caused to me vow anew that the things he hears from television and radio and CD’s and books  while he is in my care, are all words that bring about joy and peace and goodness….words that point to his Heavenly Father.  For we as his parents and grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins should see to it that he hears enough of the words that build up and teach, that there is never room for those which are not pleasing to take root.  It is the same for your children and grandchildren, as well.

“Don’t use foul or abusive language.  Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that

your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them.”  Ephesians 4:29  NLT

3/31/14

WHEW!  It was a busy weekend!  After coming home from a week at the beach on Friday,  Saturday was Levi’s third birthday party and Sunday was a wedding shower for Tina, my new daughter-in-love.  Funny how so many good things can happen right at the same time, isn’t it?  Here, then, is the documentation of this blessed time spent together with family and friends!

First, Levi’s birthday party.  Suzanne chose a theme of  ‘Things That Go’ and did a wonderful job of decorating the house for a festive party!

Oh, it’s so hard to figure out how tohold up three fingers instead of two!

Oh what fun!  John Thomas, Jackson, Levi with Aunt Lori exploring all the new goodies!  There was also a precious little girl, Libby, in attendance.  Cake and ice cream, children playing, visiting with family…memories are made of this!  Happy Birthday, Levi!

And, a good night’s sleep and up to get ready for Tina’s wedding shower!  I did not get a picture of all those who helped hostess, so I will list them here…Tina Davis, Juliann Black, Rhonda Grandstaff, Patty Johnson, Pam Ellis, Monty Clark, Donna Walker, and Shirley Davis.  So kind of these sweet forever friends who helped shower the new couple with such lovely gifts and beautiful memories.  The shower was held at Tina Davis’ house…so warm and inviting!  It seemed as if there was a constant stream of friends arriving to meet Tina and share this sweet time with us.  I can honestly say that each person who attended is extra special to me and my family.  Not just for coming to share with us today…but because of the years and years of times we have shared laughter and fun and sadness and good times and bad!  I hold all of these ladies…the hostessess and those who attended… in my heart of hearts!

Tina and I along with 3 of the hostesses…Juliann Black, Tina Davis, Patty Johnson…

Ian arrived, with Jackson in tow, to help us load up the presents into their car.  We managed to snap a pic of the three of them…even though Jackson was not exactly thrilled about the idea! 🙂  Little boys…aren’t they just the best?!  And when they grow up to be fine men…they’re even better!

Because my parents followed the example of their parents, I was raised in a church family that has provided me with love and support for as long as I can remember.  And, because God led me to spend 20 years teaching in a Christian workplace, I have dear lifelong friends there, as well.  I do not take this for granted..it is a gift.  These friends have loved my children for as long as they have been on this earth…helping us guide and teach them about the things that really matter.  I am blessed beyond measure…for friends that are as close as family.  And, for family that are also close friends!  Thank you, God.

  “Every good and perfect gift is from above…”  James 1:17

And, I love how the International Standard Version interprets this verse…

“Every generous act of giving and every perfect gift is from above…” James 1:17

I left Laguna Beach this morning heading home after a wonderful  break from routine.  I had only travelled about 15 miles, when the traffic really starting piling up…bumper to bumper…in the pouring, blowing rain!  When it cleared enough for me to see, it looked, for all the world, like a house, with a smoke stack was at the head of the line.  When the wind died down a little I could see that the little house seemed to be sitting in a big pickup truck!  And, honestly…I thought there looked like someone standing outside the house with his hand up…WAVING!  Traffic crept along all the way to Bonifay!  In reality, only about 30 miles or so, but it felt like 100!  Part of the area I was driving in is under construction and the  the lanes kept shifting from one side to the other.  Two lanes…under construction, weaving back and forth to change roads, rain, wind and tired me.  Not the best combination!

Then someone, whose name I won’t share, called me on my car phone and to tell me to “quit poking along!  You gotta pass those cars and go!” 🙂  But that was before she saw the house driving 7 cars in front of us!  Surely she couldn’t expect me to pass a house!

Now why in the world does a person driving something like that not realize there is a line of traffic behind him and pull off the road every 8 or 10 miles to allow other to pass by?  Would that be so hard?  Why, of course not!

Finally the driver pulled off the road at a flea market type place, and as I passed by I saw that it was a PIG, wearing a hat, waving to me from the back.  Written on the side of the house was a big sign that said, SMOKIN’ BUTTS BARBECUE’.  It was one of those vendors that set up at fairs and carnivals.  I had to laugh at the sight of it all!

As I drove on home, still in bad weather, but at least very little traffic, I realized a few things.  I was leaving my little cottage at the beach, where I had enjoyed a marvelous week.  Suzanne and Adam and Levi were there part of the time…and then someone near and dear to me came and spent a day or two. (If I told you her name, you’d know who was nagging me!)  I ate at some great restaurants and shopped and played and talked and laughed and slept late…it was a wonderful vacation.  Why should I let this PIG HOUSE steal my joy?  Well I shouldn’t.

I have been singing a little song to Levi lately that says, “Be patient…Be patient….Don’t be in such a hurry!….When you get…Impatient….You only start to worry…..Remember….Remember…That God is patient, too….And, think of all the times when others have. to. wait. on. you!”  Well!  I should practice what I preach, huh?

And, then I remembered something I learned a long time ago.   God is in control of my life…and I truly believe He is!  Thank Goodness!  So, if I am delayed or detoured or slowed down…it is because I NEED to be delayed or detoured or slowed down!  I know that!  I just forgot for a little bit.  He has a plan for me and it is to bring good things to me.  So, if He needs to ‘slow me down’…that’s fine with me.

The Bible reads in Romans 12:12…..”Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer.”  That Pig House was my ‘tribulation’ today….but, I failed the patience test.   I thanked Him for slowing me down.  And opening my eyes…and my mind.  And for protecting me and guiding me, even when I get annoyed at my circumstances and forget that He is in control.  Oh! How clear and in focus our hindsight!

 PS…Joy made it safely home, too! 🙂

Oh what fun it is to hostess a baby shower!  Recently I had the priviledge to honor Amy Elliott in my home.  Her sweet baby boy, Rowdy, is on the way!  Amy is the daughter of one of my dearest friends, Tina.  She and my son, Adam, were friends all through their school years.  So it was with great excitement that I planned this party.  I was even more fortunate to have the help of my daughter in love, Suzanne, to be my co-hostess!  She was in charge of the yummy table of goodies we set out for everyone to enjoy.  She always does a superb job at this…among many other things!

I tried to get a touch of fun and whimsy into the decor, using bears I had saved through the years.  Amy and her husband Chandler, are big outdoors folks…hunting, fishing,racing, etc.  So, I also tried to incorporate a little of their lifestyle into the mix.  All the camouflage bear wear went home with Amy.  They are perfectly baby sized! Here are some glimpses of the afternoon, starting with the front door wreath…which is a little off center, I know.  But, it’s OK...I’m a little off center, myself!

What a blessing it is to be chosen by God to love and nurture another of the children He chooses to send to our world.  Amy will be a terrific mother and Rowdy will also have the best Gannie in town!  We wish them happiness and health and lots of fun in the years to come.  As she and Chandler raise him to know and love God, my prayer is that he grows into a godly man willing to stand and lead in whatever path God leads him to.  Blessings, sweet family!

PART 3 IN A SERIES…

We continue to work with Little Levi on his speech.  We have learned so much about ‘Childhood Apraxia of Speech”, and one of these is that music is especially hard for a child with Apraxia.  The rhythm that carries the song along does not allow for stops and starts between the words in which to get ready for the next word.  It has thrilled us that Levi loves listening to music.  And we have begun to notice that he is able to throw in certain words in the right places and he can definitely get the last word in at the proper time!  We have played music for him since he was a newborn. All kinds of music…kids songs, praise and worship, classical, rock and roll, folk, oldies…whatever is handy.  ( And, believe it or not, he asks me to play “the blue song” for him some mornings.  He is refering to Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue.  Because there are no words, it is easy for him to ‘feel’ the sweet violin or the pounding drums or the tinkling piano.  He and I are quite good at conducting this piece.  🙂  He will go and play with his cars and then come back to me when he hears a part that particularly interests him.)  He hears music in his Sunday School class and his favorite there is This Little Light of Mine!   He and his Mom are learning the ABC song…and he can get all the way through it with just a couple of prompts!  He also can sing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.  He and I have our own special song.  I have sung to him, since he was an infant, the song ‘I Love You A Bushel and A Peck’.  Now, we sing it together, complete with motions.  We also have some silly, nonsense songs that I have made up that we sing over and over and over.  His favorite:   The Breakfast Song:  “Cows make milk.  Chickens make eggs.  Pigs make bacon.  And Levi makes it GONE!”  This is such a sweet, sweet time for us.  I love sharing music with him.

So, therefore, I have been thinking a lot about the benefits of music for the very young.   We who were fortunate to be exposed to music in early life have surely reaped the benefits.  We learn so much when we listen to music. Music inspires creative movement. It calms and helps us rest. It teaches listening skills. Through music children can learn about patterns and movement, about ryhmes and new vocabulary.  Music is a language.  It helps develop memory, and we know that music is involved in the expression of feelings.  And, these early musical experiences are filtered through all the other learning that is going on at that time a child’s development.

Have you ever wondered why you get a portion of a song stuck in your head for days on end, but never sentences from a magazine or a  conversation from a movie you just watched?  That’s because music stimulates memory like nothing else.   Remember how when we were a kids, we were taught all kinds of songs and tunes to help us remember stuff?  The alphabet song, the planets’ order in the solar system,  the correct colors of the rainbow?   Music is a powerful memory trigger, making it one of the best learning tools there is.

When we think about the things we know about music and how young children and even older children learn, it makes sense that these words and music learned at this early age set up in a part of our brains that hold on to them and keep them there until they need to be recalled.   (This works even with teenagers, as you’ll see in a later paragraph).

I don’t remember a lot of details about early music experiences that I had, but those I do remember come from church.  That is where I remember singing “Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam”  too many years ago to say…but definitely in my preschool years. This was in a little country church, Memphis Baptist, a few miles outside of Dothan. (Lest I sound condescending, it is now a much larger congregation, and certainly would not be called a’ little country church’ these days!)   My grade school years were here, too.  At that time there was a basement under the sanctuary and that is where the choirs met.  I recall many songs from that time in my life…”He Owns the Cattle On A Thousand Hills“…”Do Lord“, “Gone, Gone, Gone, Gone” “Every Day With Jesus”, (the fun version)…I could go on and on if I let my mind wander a while.  (Which is dangerous because it doesn’t always like to come back!)  I can even see the front of the book we sang from and see those shaped notes on the page!  It is here, I’m sure, that I first heard the wonderful old hymns for the first time.  And, it was here that their words and messages began to set up residence in my brain.

It’s amazing to me how I can not have heard a song in years, but when I hear the melody, or hear someone say the title or a phrase from the hymn…I can almost recall the words verbatim!  I listen to a lot of oldies music from the 50’s and 60’s and a lot of singer/songwriter type music.  So often I can tell you where I was and what I was doing at the time.  Bet you can do this too!  And, these songs, too, have me singing along easily because I remember all the words!

[This is not a piece about popular music of today….but, I’d like to go on the record as saying I despise rap and hip hop music.  I detest any song I can not easily hear and understand the words.  And, I abhor the music where it sounds as if one is having and extremely personal experience which should not be broadcast to the world!   That is all.  I could easily give you a nice list to stay away from if you would like, but no…you can figure it out.  All that being said, there are some nice singer/songwriter type artists out now that do a fine job.  Now. Really.  That is all]

My parents were avid church goers and believed that you support what goes on at your church…everything that goes on at your church!  So we were there Sunday morning, Sunday night, Wednesday night, and any other time they thought there may be a function that could remotely involve us in some way!  I’m not complaining…my friends were at church, people there loved and cared for me, I was happy while I was there… I loved going to church!  As a member of a Baptist church, there was always music…you could not have a service of any kind without starting with a song or two and maybe a special solo, duet or trio by the singers in the group. So, I heard these hymns over and over and over and over and they became ingrained in the furrows of my brain.  And, that is a good thing.  I can still recall ‘specials’ that my Mom would sing and many of the words because she would practice so much at home.  Joy and I could have joined in and made it a trio!

I find myself in Hobby Lobby (a Christian company, by the way), quite often, as it is one of my favorite places to shop.  They always have Christian music playing softly in the background…just instrumental.  Several time I have caught myself actually singing the words out loud!  And, it totally catches me by surprise.  Because I am usually so caught up in my shopping, that I don’t really notice that there is even music of any kind playing. It’s as if my ‘spirit’ recognizes the music and sings out with what it hears.  As it is always praise and worship music…I like to think my ‘spirit just connects itself to the music because it is so familiar, even if I am not consciously thinking about it.  Does anything I said in this paragraph even make sense?  I just don’t quite have the words to express what I think about this.  But, it is something that makes me very happy.

Whenever Joy and I are together on a trip, we always end up singing as we drive.  Well, we don’t do it so much anymore…because one or more of our children would probably have their eyes roll completely out of their heads if we sang like we wanted to!  Anyway, we had a lady who taught our Youth choir at Southside during a time when we were without a music minister.  Her name was Eunice Williams.  Now, she and her husband, Robert, and our parents and the Peacocks were very close friends.  So close, that there were no Mrs. or Mr. with these adults…they were our aunts and uncles!  Anyway, Aunt Eunice was also our church organist as well as my piano teacher.  Well, she stepped into the void when we were without a music minister at church and had no leader for the youth choir.  I can still remember the musical we did…and many of the songs.  It was called  ‘Come Alive‘.  But, the song that Joy and I sing (and beautifully, I may add) is Christ is With Me All the Way.  This was an anthem she taught us.

                                 CHRIST IS WITH ME ALL THE WAY

Christ is with me all the way                               Christ is all the love I need,
If I walk with Him each day.                                And His voice my heart will heed.
Willing is He to share my load                            None just like Him ever be,
As I dwell in this abode.                                       He no stranger is to me.
When I’m troubled, tempted, tried,                   But a trusted friend and true,
Then my cares to Him, I confide.                        My help in all I try and do.
And I hear His sweet voice say,                          Leading me in ways He trod,
“Lo, I am with you alway.”                                  Christ the Man and Christ the God.

Aren’t these just the most wonderful words for a teenage to learn and commit to memory?  And, I guess the point I’m trying to make here, is that I didn’t TRY to commit it to memory.  It happened naturally.  As with all the hymns I sang in worship from the time I was a child…it was the repetition and the melody and the joy of the music that seared itself to my heart and soul.  And, those songs are there and there they will stay.  Ready to float to the top when I need encouragement, or comfort or maybe just looking for the words of praise that fit the situation.

Do you get the same feeling from all the music that comes from the big praise and worship sessions that most churches have gone to today?  For me, the answer is no.  I don’t get the same awe and reverence and joy from singing this music as I do the old hymns.  Perhaps that has to do with the fact that I reside in my 60’s now.  But, not really.  I think young worshippers and new worshippers enjoy the newer music more.   So, that is what is most familiar to them.  I’m in no way saying that there is anything wrong with this music…in fact I really like some of it…but I do think for those of us who are used to worshipping in an old, traditional Baptist church….a mix is very nice.  I find the newer songs to be very repetitive with tens of verses and hardly any melody to enjoy.  But, again…that is just me!  A church should have room for all those who wish to worship and all who do worship there should find it comfortable and uplifting.  Give and take…a little of this and a little of that.

Well, I suppose, I have taken this subject of ‘hymns’ to as far a conclusion as I can.  Perhaps you have gleaned a little information you may not have known.  And, hopefully, I have added a little more of my own history to this blog to remind those who follow after me of how I felt about this beautiful music of God.  Amen.

“I will bless the Lord at all times.  His praise shall continually be

in my mouth.” Psalm 34:1