What comes to mind when you think about worship?
Or more specifically, what do you think of when it comes to singing in church?
For me, it used to involve emotional music, closed eyes, and of course, raised hands.
So recently, I had one of my favorite kinds of nights: date night. I won’t gush too much. But suffice to say, I don’t take for granted being married to my best friend.
I looked over to see my mom trying to hold back her laughter. I’m sure we’ve all experienced it at some point—that extremely difficult task of not laughing when everything in us wants to. It usually happens at the most inappropriate times and in the most inappropriate places.
In 2012, I was in a near-fatal car accident and suffered extensive brain injury as a result. Up till then, I had been working as a family doctor in northwest Indiana, USA, for six years.
“Will you Easter with me?”
At first, my kiddo’s syntactical error made me giggle. But after a moment, I realized that she’d said something very profound.