I'll Fly Away... and togetherness
I love the way Josh brings us together as a family. It's quite
difficult to STAY mad for very long when he's around. I even sometimes
TRY to hold a grudge because there's a
REASON I'm upset, but he usually makes me laugh. This doesn't only
happen when he's the offender... it happens no matter who's in trouble.
He seems to sense grudges... it's almost like he doesn't hold them so
nobody around him should hold them either. Good way to live, I s'pose.
I have shared the video before of him singing "I'll Fly Away" in church
with Grandpa. It's his favorite. Has been since he was a wee one. So
last year, he decided to sing it in front of his whole school. The first
attempt was a failure because his teacher couldn't understand the song
he was requesting so she played what she THOUGHT he was asking for. He
totally winged it. I wasn't there, but everyone said he did great not
knowing one single word in the song. hahaha...
with me and finding the song, they gave him a second chance. I was SO
tickled that they let him sing THIS song at school. It talks about going
to heaven and spending eternity with God... not really something many
schools would allow. He's our little missionary, spreading the Good
News. I love that.
But the 2nd attempt was kind of a wash too
because he had never heard this particular version... it's much faster
and twangier than he's used to... he had to wing it again. He did
okay... but I DO wish everyone there that day could hear him REALLY sing
it. He's good. :)
(twangier? is that a word? it's kind of fun to say... twangier ;))
Well, that song has now turned into an almost daily routine for our
family. The number of the song in our hymn book at church is 705. So
every morning, at 7:05, we all break out in song, in unison, singing
"I'll Fly Away". Sometimes we forget and 7:05 comes and goes... but not
very often. Josh doesn't allow us to forget very often.
And we have to stop at exactly 7:06, even if we are mid-word.
Usually, by 7:05 in the morning, in this house, we need a little song.
It makes us laugh. It makes us happy. It makes us feel silly. It sets
our day in motion on the right foot. Nobody is quiet. Everybody sings.
It's perfect (even IF my kids will shoot me for sharing this).
And when they have had a rough morning and don't feel like singing?
Well, they usually join in anyway by the 3rd for 4th word... with a
grin. I'm so grateful for the togetherness that having Josh around
causes. I can guarantee with a capital "G" that we would NOT be singing
in the morning if it weren't for him. :)
Here's the video (again) of him singing in front of the school. I want to hug the kid at the end who hollers "good job"!!