It’s not what you might be thinking. Faith loves to be sung too. It relaxes her to where I can just lay her down. My set list can range from any nursery rhyme to some popular Broadway Hit. Tonight was one of those nights I just found myself in awe of my Savior as I stared at my sweet girl. From favorite hymns to old camp songs, I just sang praises to His name. Faith’s little fingers reached out and were grabbing at my lips. The tips of her fingers so soft against my face. Her eyes just looking long into mine. So tonight my worship came from the rocking chair. It’s not really the first time but it was a tender moment that I don’t want to forget.