There is something sacred about singing your kids to sleep. I’ve shared before in the past just how much I love bedtime in our home, whether it is straight crazy or runs like clockwork. I absolutely love it. I love the fresh jammies, snuggles, songs and scriptures we share. I’m even impressed with the negotiation skills that each of them have been honing when it comes to making formal requests to stay up later.

But every time our bedtime routine goes remotely close to what was planned, it just does my heart good. There are plenty of days as a dad that feel like I am taking an L, but Team Woods picked up a W last night.

Last night was a holy moment. There is just something special about watching an 8 year old lead her older brother and dad through a devotional while Mommy was wrangling and rocking the 3 year old in hopes of wearing her down. But after our Bible time, Ezra was ready to cash out. He’d had a friend over, and they played hard in the creek. He was just wiped. But the girls, they wanted to sing more and giggle more and be silly more…so we did.

But after finally getting them settled in and singing the girls a lullaby I’d written for Calla, Crystal and I began singing some of our favorite worship songs, hymns, bridges, choruses…over our daughters…together.

“God, You’re so good, You’re so good to me.”

“Lord, I need you.”

“I’ll never know how much it costs to see my sin upon that cross.”

“It is well with my soul.”

So many songs. So many lyrics. So many truths.

Spontaneous worship breaking out in our daughters’ bedroom even after they were fast asleep. Each of us holding little bodies. Sleepy-eyed reminders of God’s goodness, His greatness, His miracles.

One of my most favorite things is basically anything alongside Crystal. Whether it’s cooking, cleaning, knocking out dishes…staying up late playing MarioKart, road trips, movies…even making cake pops…you name it, if it’s alongside her, I’m all in. But leading worship with this woman, alongside her, whether on a stage or all by ourselves, makes for quite precious moments in my book. And last night, worshipping together while singing our daughters to sleep, blessed my heart.

Watching a kid fall asleep is a beautiful thing.

Watching a kid fall asleep to songs about Jesus, truths of who He is being the last words they hear before drifting off, leads one’s heart to a place of wonder and gratitude.

Each of us has no shortage of inspiration to lead our hearts to worship, even in dark times when they are harder to find and harder to see.

They are still there because He is.

Whatever today brings, look for the moments that are already looking for you.

Corporate worship is an extension of our every day experiences with God.

The beauty of worshipping with a church family on a Sunday morning is the reminder:  God hears every voice, all our songs, all week long.

Worship is not something we schedule, it’s something we live.

May we live that way today.

What moments of worship might you be walking into today?

Look for the holy moments. Find them. Live in them. Rest in them.