My Home is Alive with the Sound of Music

For me, nothing is more beautiful than listening to my children sing. When Chris, my oldest, was two years old I caught him changing the words to the popular children’s song “itsy, bitsy, spider.” In perfect tune, he sang “I want some pancakes, pancakes, pancakes, pancakes…” I knew at that moment that he was gifted and started looking for ways to get him involved in music, but I couldn’t find anything for a two year old.

When he was three years old, I took him to his first musical, The Wizard of Oz. We both marveled at the children singing and dancing on stage. After the show they handed out pamphlets to a musical theatre school. I signed him up and he’s been singing and performing ever since.

My proudest moment came when he performed the part of Dodger from Oliver. How he got the part was a miraculous story in itself, but years ago after seeing the same musical I knew one day Chris would be perfect for the part. And he was.

Though he loves to sing and perform, he hates to be told to sing. And don’t ever put him on the spot. He won’t sing for anything. Believe me I’ve tried to bribe him with money, and it doesn’t work. He wants to sing when he wants.

Over the years I’ve had to “encourage” his gift and talent. This is one area I won’t budge in because I know his voice is a gift from God and I want him to use his talent for God’s glory.

Chris is 12 now and still loves to sing and eat pancakes! His baby voice has grown into a beautiful sound that still brings tears to my eyes. I love to catch him singing and it really brings joy and peace to my soul. And for me, that’s the beauty of music.

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