Praising the Lord

by djgorena

Gio Praising the Lord in the Car

My son and I have a daily ritual. It begins at 6:45 a.m. when I wake he and his older brother from their slumber. My seven-year-old will let me know how tired he is and will roll out of his bed. My two-year-old will then wake up because he hears my voice and his brother and will stand up and hold out his arms to say good morning to me and for me to pick him up and hold him. Then I warn my sons that I am about to turn on the bright lights so it can help them wake up (I never turn on the light and tell them to get up; that’s how I was raised and I just can’t bring myself to doing that to my sons…and I don’t force them to eat green beans, too!). My seven-year-old will lean over onto his bed and put his face on his pillow. My two-year-old will put his hands over his eyes and then they both tell me it’s alright to turn on the bright lights.

Then we have breakfast, normally Golden Puffs or Cinnamon Toasters or Frosted Flakes. While the boys are eating, I will go and take a quick shower so I can wake up. I get dressed, make a cup of coffee, sit with my sons, tell my two-year-old to quit talking and to eat his breakfast. Then after they eat I take my two-year-old to his room and change him into his clothes that he will be wearing for the day. Then I encourage (ever so slightly!) my seven-year-old to hurry up because he’s going to be late for school.

We drive to the school, drop off my seven-year-old, then my two-year-old and I will drive to the sitter’s house and pick her up. We sometimes then go for a drive through the country or we stop at the convenient store to buy a Coke. But before the sitter gets in the vehicle, I turn the music on in my truck. My son has rhythm and loves to hear music. Now I generally listen to Christian music, so I will say to my son, “Let’s praise the Lord, Gio!” The result? He lifts his hands and yells, “Pra de’ Loooo!”

The moral of this story is this: We adults need to learn to praise the Lord unashamedly, unabashedly, unhesitatingly and unreservedly. We can learn a great deal from our little ones who openly praise God.

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