Bedtime
was the most special time of day for me when my boys were little. No matter how
hectic the day had been, at bedtime we always had some special time together –
to read, to talk, to pray, to sing. (And they weren’t critical of my singing
ability – then.) It gives me joy to picture my Heavenly Father, tucking in his
daughter at night and singing her a lullaby.
In this verse
is revealed that God finds so much joy and delight in us that he breaks into
song.* “We often underestimate the joy God has in His people, and
too often think God is annoyed or irritated with us.”* Yes,
we break his heart with our rebellion and defiance or our indifference; but
don’t we experience similar sorrow at the hands of our children? How far would your child have to stray before you would no longer desire to delight in him;
to quiet him with your love; to rejoice over him with singing?
Someone has
observed that when God created the world, it didn’t make him sing; it was the
salvation of his redeemed that caused him to rejoice.* We
are that big of a deal to the all-powerful creator of the universe!
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