Praise God...

A quick note about how fantastic God is. Tonight I was getting Evan ready for bed, and he did not want to go to sleep (nothing new), so I was standing in his room holding him and singing random lullabies. I decided to sing 'Amazing Grace' and he actually relaxed a bit and looked at me. Then, since my brain is shot and I can't remember the words past the 1st verse, I did the same tune singing just 'Praise God' over and over. The sweetest thing happened. Evan just looked up at the fan and the ceiling and lifted up one of his little hands like he was reaching up to heaven. The whole time I sang, he kept switching hands, but kept them in the air. It was a beautiful moment in which God was definitely there with us. I just cried through my broken singing. Isn't God good?