Yesterday our congregation was asked to stand and sing. As I stood and sang I felt my daughters arm link with mine. I looked down at her standing on the bench so she would be tall enough to see what everyone was standing to see. I laughed mid song and smiled down at the look of interest on her face. I remembered being her age and climbing up onto the bench and putting my own arm through my moms as the congregation stood to sing. I remember thinking why is everyone standing up? What are you all looking at?
We stood and sang together my girl and I. And then we sat together hand in hand for the rest of the service. I hope one day she will remember standing and singing with me as she stands and sings with her own children.
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