Socked In the Gut By Love
We’ve been singing a Dave Crowder
song in church a lot recently – “How He Loves
Us”. It’s a favorite of mine, and Cora loves it as
well. She’s been singing it out lustily on Sundays, and one
recent morning I heard her singing under her breath.
Thinking she was singing that song, I asked her what she was
singing. “My favorite song,” she said shyly. “Can
you sing it out for Mommy to hear?” Cora stood back, threw up
her head, and belted out:
“Oh, Pow! He loves us! Oh, Pow! He loves us!”
Trying hard not to laugh, I said, “Honey, that’s
awesome, but the actual words are, “Oh, how he loves us! Oh,
how he loves us!”
Cora looked at me as if I were missing a few marbles.
“Nuh-uh, that’s not how it goes. It’s 'Oh, Pow!
He loves us!' God knocks you over with his love!”
I can’t argue with that.
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