To Sock and Bop
My son and daughter-in-law make a practice of teaching their three little boys (my grandchildren!) the words to all kinds of Christian songs and hymns. The five of them talk, pray, and sing together all piled up in one of the boys’ beds at bedtime. The boys are little—one, three, and five. But they pick up the words and tunes quickly, even the old hymn classics, and they will happily perform for us if we ask.
One night about a year ago, they were singing “Victory in Jesus,” and the boys know the words:
O victory in Jesus, my Savior forever.
He sought me and bought me with his redeeming blood.
He loved me ere I knew him, and all my love is due him.
He plunged me to victory, beneath the cleansing flood.
Isaiah, the oldest, was belting it out with great gusto. He stopped suddenly after the second line and asked, “Mommy—why does Jesus sock me and bop me?”
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that is SO cute!
i grew up in a church where most people were from thailand. one of the songs we sang went like this: "fire, fire, fire fall from above. fill me with your flame."
one sunday, my mother slapped me while we were singing it. apparently, i thought everyone was singing "liar, liar, liar" and repeated what i heard.
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