Last Saturday my sister delivered a beautiful baby girl at 33 weeks. I had the privilege of being there - witnessing the birth of this precious soul. At 33 weeks gestation, the main concern is lung development. We had been told by the nurse that if Savannah cried that would be a great sign of her condition. Well, when she let out that newborn wail, we all burst into tears!
That morning I had read a friend's blog about her husband reading Psalm 8 over her as she labored in the birth of her daughter.
Verse 2 says:
"From the lips of children and infants you have ordained praise because of your enemies, to silence the foe and the avenger."
The sound of a baby crying takes on a whole new meaning, doesn't it? Our almighty God is evoking their sounds to PRAISE HIM. My study bible notes say: "The mighty God, whose glory is displayed across the face of the heavens, appoints (and evokes) the praise of little children to silence the dark powers arrayed against him."
What a mighty Word! When I read that I began sobbing. My son, each time we sit down to eat a meal, sings a delightful song to our Lord Jesus. His singing of this song has become so meaningful to me. God has appointed my children to praise Him. He has appointed me and you to praise Him. He is worthy of it.
Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus.
For our food, for our food.
Thank you for our daddies, thank you for our mommies.
We love you. We love you.
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