a weary world rejoices

  When my little one was tiny enough to be rocked, I rocked her and sang to her before bed each night.  She’s seven now and, truth be told, if you peer into our window at home you may catch me still trying that. During her second Christmas season, I sang carols to her as we rocked in her nursery rocker.  When we turned the corner into a new year, she asked me to keep singing the songs of Advent that her two-year-old heart had come to love.  So, until… Continue reading a weary world rejoices