Having been born without a musical bone in my body and being remarkably under-gifted by God when it comes to singing or playing an instrument, I would hardly expect my boys to be "musical." When dad has a hard time just clapping on the right beat, you don't have high hopes your sons will somehow master the art. Of course, back further in the gene pool is my maternal grandfather who was an accomplished musician, so there may be some hope yet. Maybe someday I'll try learning an instrument again, but for now, I just enjoy watching my boys. Both of them love to sing and dance and play instruments (both real and imagined). Hardly a car ride goes by without one of the singing and getting the other one going and often now they will actually sing duets with one singing one part of a verse and the other then picking it up and finishing the verse. They can hear a song once or twice on TV or a CD and the next thing you know they not only know most of the words they know the rhythm and inflections and notes and can sing-along or even go A Cappella. They often can just erupt into a song without any seeming prompt or cue. I'm often struck as to where does it come from? Why do children simply love to sing and dance and then as adults, unless we are truly gifted, we seemingly lose that passion for the same?
James 5:13b (NIV) states: "Is anyone happy? Let him sing songs of praise"
Maybe that's all it is, the children are so filled with joy and happiness that it can't help but burst forth from the lips and hips and as we lose that most precious child-like faith, we lose some of that joy and comfort in just abandoning ourselves to singing praises. I pray that God would make me like a child in that respect in the days ahead so that I too might erupt into song as my sons do.
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