A New Doxology...

While Isobel was staying at Grandma and Grandpa's house, she began learning to sing "The Doxology."

The day after she returned home, she was singing snippets of the song - seeming to forget the words at the beginning of the lines but coming on strong at the end of the phrases.

I was cooking lunch as I tried to help Isobel learn the rest of the words. After a while she went on to another activity. When lunch was ready, I told her, "Now is the time you could sing your song."

A smile burst across her face and she began to sing loudly, "Johnny, Johnny, Johnny" -- a song she often sings when her Stepdad returns home after a long day at work.

"No, the other song," I told her, not suggesting the words "Praise God from who all blessings flow."

Enthusiastic and undaunted, Isobel began again for a second time singing, "Shake your bum to the music."

Finally -- on our third try, we were able to sing the Doxology.

Now I am left wondering what would happen, if at our next extended family gathering, we sang, "Shake Your Bum to the Music" as our table grace?!