Everywhere that man can be

I remember when I was pregnant with Elizabeth standing in the balcony at church the Sunday after Thanksgiving singing during the worship service. One of the songs that Todd traditionally chooses for this particular worship service is "I Sing the Mighty Power of God" by Isaac Watts. Once again, brain disengaged as I sang words that I'm accustomed to singing and have been singing for the vast majority of my life (therefore, often singing without thinking about what I'm saying).

We got to the final verse of the song and I was singing along when we reached the last two lines. "While all that borrows life from Thee is ever in Thy care..." I'm fine...singing along just fine..."And everywhere that man can be..." Elizabeth moved in utero and reminded me that she was there and the next words out of my mouth reduced me to tears..."Thou, God, art present there." While I was well aware that the Psalms say that God was knitting her together in my womb, I never thought - and He's THERE WITH HER. What a comforting thought to this first time mom who had desperately longed for this child for years. He not only put here there, He was not only forming her inward parts, He was there with her. After all, the song says "everywhere that man can be" and in utero is definitely one of the "everywheres" that man can be.

So, today as that sweet baby stood next to me in the worship service, now almost five years old, and I sang this song - my brain was fully engaged. She was leaning her head against me, anxiously waiting for her baby brother to kick her in the head (something that will produce tears once he's here, I'm sure!) is it any wonder I found myself, once again, unable to sing but only cry?