One of my favorite loving and teaching moments of the whole week is when we worship together as a family. At church on Sunday morning, our children stay with us until just before the sermon begins. We sing together, pray together, and always...always!...Andy and I have children in our arms and all around us. Our four, and often one or two extra -- neighbors, birth siblings, etc. We love on them, explain the meaning of the songs we're singing, and encourage them to sing along. When their voices lift in song with us, it is beautiful!
Our family worship began long ago, when we were expecting Lucas. I remember tearing up in wonder, singing along as Lucas would kick and move inside me. As an infant, we kept him in with us right from the beginning, and I regularly lifted him up in prayer while standing before our Lord in worship. Naturally, this continued with each child. When Marcel & Mya were living with us, this time took on new meaning. I would hold them close, praying over them, sharing the meaning of the words and explaining the joy on the faces around them. God used those Sunday mornings to bring moments of peace and bonding during a busy year of having five children ages 1 - 6. Those times were also their first exposure to believers coming together in this way, to worship together.
We are incredibly blessed to live in a country that allows us to praise God openly, without persecution. May we never take this for granted!