Where You At Sunday

Owen is repeating “ready to go to church” over and over an inch from my nose. This has been his mantra since he woke up. Yesterday, when he woke he started saying, “I have to go to sweep den I can go to church”. We hadn’t even started our Saturday adventures and he was ready for his Sunday to happen. It’s wonderful to see the love he has for our church. He sang all morning the songs he has been learning at church and the light that shines through him when he sings inspires me. I’m thankful for all that music has given us. I wanted him to be able to learn from music long before I understood how much we both truly needed it. As a baby, I would take one of his hands and place it on my throat and the other on my mouth or my heart as I would sing, way off-key, but I would still sing to him. I wanted him to feel the connection to the vibrations and how it can move your soul. No matter what my emotions are I turn to music to calm me again. He was so excited when I told him it was time to get ready for church. He also became overwhelmed and started running around the house. I have to focus him. He wants me to “sit down” as soon as I stand to do anything. He needs to be in control of the situation so he can process it. Me, I want us to get ready quickly, knowing this isn’t going to happen. I still try. I have to remember patience. The same patience I beg him to have with me. Today he is supposed to sing with the children’s choir. The hope is that he has an amazing experience and his light shines through. Every day is a gift. I’m thankful for his growth and where we are today. Find your inspiration and motivation and change your world. Smiles to all and donut daze!