How blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, nor stand in the path of sinners, nor sit in the seat of scoffers! But his delight is in the law of the LORD, and in His law he meditates day and night. He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in its season and its leaf does not wither; and in whatever he does, he prospers. The wicked are not so, But they are like chaff which the wind drives away. Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous. For the LORD knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish. – Psalm 1:1-6, NASB
We have a tradition most mornings, a routine for our drive to school that I’ve been doing since my thirteen-year-old was in kindergarten. I sing to my kids. Not just any old song. A specific song that I heard when my oldest girls were just babies, a song that has been my longing and prayer for them since before they could talk.
Maybe you’ve heard it. If not, click here. Below are the lyrics to the chorus, but you really need to hear Erin O’Donnell sing the whole thing for full impact.
Hold on to Jesus
Cling to His love
Rest deep in His mercy
Whenever things get rough
Don’t lose sight of His goodness
And don’t ever doubt this truth
That when you hold on to Jesus
He’s holding on to you.
He’s holding on to me. To my kids. To my hopes. To my eternity. Praise, you Jesus, you are good.