the brew*crew adventure

Earlier this hour, as I passed by my son in the doorway between our dining room and living room, I wrapped my arms around him (something he's quite used to) and we embraced for a quiet moment out of time. I had just put on a favorite cd that we haven't listened to in awhile, but we used to listen to all the time... my kids used to ask for it to sleep by.

As we stood there gently swaying~

N: "You smell good, like church"... {my perfume, which I usually only wear to church}

me: "thank you, it's my perfume"

By now I had let him go and was just walking into the living room to fetch some comfy pants from the pile on the couch (hey, at least they were folded!)

N: "It feels good when you first come home from church, don't you think?"

me: "yeah, it's always a good feeling to be home" (for lack of better words, because I was feeling that same sweet Presence, such a peace)

N: "It feels fresh..." as he ran off down the hallway...

I stood there, taking in the sweet sentiment of my dear son, and thanking the Lord for giving him such a peace in his heart, and a love for home, which is us~ together. Undoubtedly he was experiencing some of the same nostalgia I was at hearing these familiar songs again after a long while without.

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The truly anointed, powerfully prayerful, awesomely vertical worship album mentioned: Created to Worship, by Rita Springer

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