The other night, Kevin was putting all our Disneyworld home videos onto the computer so that we could watch them on our television. While we were waiting, I developed a game for the kids and I to play in order entertain ourselves. We took turns performing on the "stage" (a designated spot in the living room), and playing audience members. Judah would stand in the performance area, and Canaan, Annie and I would sit, riveted as he cleared his throat and, very seriously warbled through a rendition of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star." At the song's conclusion, we applauded enthusiastically, and then we'd rotate. Canaan stands to perform, Judah joins the audience section, and we watch as Canaan clears his throat to sing into his hand-microphone Journey's "Don't Stop Believing." (Thanks to Glee, and Momma's ipod, this one is a family favorite.) Judah sings Iko Iko, and trades lines with me, pointing at me when it's my turn to sing. I stand and sing Part of Your World from the Little Mermaid (did I mention Canaan has a crush on her?)Both boys perform Andrew Peterson's "Gather Round"... you get the idea. All in all we kept ourselves busy for 45 minutes.
Today on the way home from the park, Judah asked me to sing "Michael Finnigan," an old folk song my parents used to sing to me. I obliged, and followed up with "Ole Dan Tucker," "Ragtime Cowboy," "A Froggy Would A Wooing Go," and "Be Kind to Your Web Footed Friends." All songs sung to me by my Granny Fran. Judah LOVED them, and wanted me to sing them over and over again. It warmed my heart, since I used to have her do the same thing. It's nice to know that while they won't know her, part of her legacy--and our funny, musical friendship-- is being shared with my own children. I love the Lord, and how He works. Someday perhaps, my grandchildren will sing songs to their kids-- and they will have been hers.
And then it gets me to thinking... what will my children's children hear from me through their parents? While I am not discounting the music, and the joy it brings me to share such things with them (worship, or otherwise), I hope that my own legacy I leave for my future generations is the love I have for Jesus. That the music we love is just a shadow of it's Maker. And the delight I feel when we sing together, or listen to a particularly great song, singer, or group of musicians, is just a shade of the delight I share with it's true Author. Music stirs my soul to worship, and to love God more. I hope my children and their children find joy in the Lord through His gift of music.
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