During the worship, there was a grown man who must have some sort of speech impediment, or special need. He was singing with all of his vocal chords and heart. It wasn't pretty. It was loud and very off key. He couldn't get all of the words out correctly. But it was beautiful. Listening this man sing brought me back to Zachary. I don't know what's in store for our little guy. Will he walk? Talk? Sing? Know and understand God? It gave me joy that this man (I never figured out who I was hearing) who obviously has some special need, can sing and praise the Lord. I was flooded with tears. Hearing "I could sing of your love forever" off key and with slurred R's was beautiful. God was pleased. I know it.
God sees, knows, and listens. In the midst of unknown, I am reminded that I can sing of God's love forever.