He Sings Over Me Part 2

See part 1 here. 

A Song For My Second Son

I hate preschool. 

Now I have nothing against his teachers, or the school or even the brief freedom of having two out of my three children gone for a few hours (short lived believe me). 

No, I hate preschool because I feel that it simply came without warning. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to be ready. I look back and believe I thought that just maybe if I tried to look away from the idea that he is growing-up, that somehow he will suddenly reverse back to toddlerhood. 

You see, our middle child was only slightly past the 18 month old mark when cancer invaded my life. He was so little and there were nights I longed to hold him, but physically could not. With every ounce of my being, I would get down on the floor with him, knowing full well that there was no getting back up for me, and we would just lay together watching television. Working full-time and spending any free moments at medical offices, I feel like I missed so many key moments with him. 


I missed the day he started to crawl. 

I missed his first steps. 

I missed his first word – dada (of course) 

I missed rocking him to sleep because either I couldn’t handle the movement or he wanted daddy – his normal, trusted companion. 

Yet, he was given a song too – just like my youngest and yes, just like my oldest. 

The first night at the hospital, I remember holding my newly mohawked baby boy (the kid had hair!) and watching my sleeping husband completely exhausted on the rollaway bed. Here I was, wide awake, rocking away. I began humming his song as he cuddled so tightly against my heart. I felt a tear drip slowly down my cheek because I now knew that this warmth was so incredibly temporary. This moment wasn’t going to be forever. I just knew then that my little guy was going to grow-up and enter into that “I don’t cuddle anymore” phase. 

Why? Because that exactly the phase my oldest was in…and frankly, I was still a bit emotional. 

And when kids enter into that “no cuddle” phase, we cling to our husbands…or get a dog…or both. 

But I still remember God gently reminding me of a Truth – a reality brought out so incredibly well in the song I picked for my lil guy. The reality is – this child is a gift from God. If I continually show Him how to love God, he will be able to love others in an irrestible way. He isn’t mine. He is Abba’s. 

It was then that I started to sing his song: (note – video was recorded summer of 2014 during a bedtime tradition…ignore the really bad guitar! I am by no means a singer, but I’m sharing simply for you to hear the little voices in the background.) 

Love The Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind and with all your strength. 

Love The Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind and with all your strength.

With all your heart

With all your soul

With all your mind

With all your strength 

Love The Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind and with all your strength.

Of course I chose this for him simply because I wanted him to love God and love others completely. 

Yet, as I grew weaker, the song stopped it’s nightly routine. I would try to sing it to him during the times I played with him, but to me it simply was not the same. Soon, he started asking for a new bedtime song – “Frosty The Snowman.” No kidding – even today he has me sing this song to him before bed…wearing his pajama shorts…in July.  

I’ll be truthful, it bothered me that he forgot this song – the very one I chose for him. Yet, I still sang it deep within my heart. 

A few weeks ago, he decided that he wasn’t ready to head to his class at church and started out in worship with us. As he sat there listening to the band play, he briskly tugged on my pant leg – “Mom, I can’t see!” 

So, I did what all moms do best in this situation…I pulled my super-mommy strength together and hoisted him into a tight grip around my waist. His smile said it all. Before long, his head began to rest on my shoulder as our heartbeats collided in unison. I swayed. His little voice sang. His eyes marveled. 

And then we both heard – his song. His face shot straight up, eyes opened-wide and finger pointing at the band. He looked at me and said, “Mommy, they are playing MY song!” 

“Oh yes they are” I replied. 

Our voices joined together as we both sang, at the top of our lungs (much to my husband’s dismay) every single word. It was incredible. He had not forgotten. If anything, he had been practicing behind my back. 

He knew his song…and he was still a cool preschooler who cuddles with his mom. 

Hoping one day he will cuddle right up with Abba and sing: 

 …I love You LORD my God with all my heart, all my soul, all my mind, and all my strength.’ (Mark 12:30 NLT)

 Even when we think our kids no longer care or that they have closed their ears to our hearts – moms, don’t quit following your heart’s song. They are listening. They need you to need Him. Sing to Him before you sing to them. 


Let’s chat – do your kids have bedtime songs or routines? I’d love to hear about them!

I have a special video coming up tomorrow sharing my oldest son’s song! I can’t wait to see you back here tomorrow! 

Bethany is an ICF trained Certified Professional Christian Life Coach (Christian Coach Institute Graduate), Motivational and Inspirational Speaker, mentor to women and an author. Bethany defines herself as a child of God who loves to use her passion for change to inspire others. She has overcome disabilities, wading through the trials and rewards of marriage and motherhood. She enjoys being a wife to Steve for 10 years and mother to three boys (ages 7, 5 and 2). She is a double brain cancer survivor, a 9 year veteran in the field of youth and children's ministry and has published poetry, featured blog posts for numerous ministry websites and children's ministry curriculum contributions. Bethany is currently working on her first book to be released this Fall as well as various freelancing projects. Bethany always welcomes new coaching clients and speaking opportunities!

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14 thoughts on “He Sings Over Me Part 2

  1. Precious! What a wonderful song to sing over your child to remind him to follow the Lord! During the first few nights after coming home with my sweet baby “Jesus Loves Me” was a song I sang constantly to keep myself going and to calm her.

  2. Oh, his sweet voice! I just love every part of this series within your series 🙂 “They need you to need Him. Sing to Him before you sing to them.” Ohmygoodness, how I needed that reminder! Sometimes it just feels like my efforts are fruitless, but you’ve definitely given me the push to keep on keepin on with these young ones. Thank you!

  3. This is beautiful, Bethany! That sweet little voice in the background makes me smile. My son is 11 and I can remember those earlier days when he’d sing with everything in him. He’s still singing, just a little quieter. Thanks for sharing your story and your family with us. Blessings, sweet friend!

  4. So sweet and precious. Love that you have a song for each child and that is “their song”, oh how time does fly. My “baby” will be five next week and I have a special “Jacob” song that we sing. Blessings to you and your boys!

  5. What a friend we have in Jesus. And what a treasure your children have in you. This one got to me. Oh man… (P.S. I was totally in the “or both” category about The End Of All The Cuddling phase!)

  6. Oh my, I loved this blog so much. it gives me hope that my daughter has not forgotten that connection we once had. It’s still there deep in her heart. Loved, loved, loved, hearing those sweet little voices in the background! I also think it was so amazing that God saw fit for your son to be in Worship when HIS song was sung! Love you sweet sister!!

    • Thanks Nancy!!! Debated about sharing this video…but sharing that memory means so much to me! Thanks for your continued encouragement!!

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