We were not one of those let-them-cry-it-out families. You know what I mean: if babies won’t go to sleep quietly then let them do it noisily. There are a lot of baby books that advise this, saying the child will eventually learn to put themselves to sleep. Could be true, but we never bothered to find out.*
Both of our children wanted to be near a parent as they fell asleep. When still babies, I’d carry them and sing hymns and praise songs until they dropped off into slumber. Some nights that took a song or two, some nights it meant several. I remember when my son first started talking, he’d even make requests. “Love you Lord” would come sleepily from his little mouth, and I’d respond by singing:
I love you Lord and I lift my voice
To worship you, Oh my soul rejoice
Take joy, my King, in what you hear
May it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear
Both our son and daughter eventually got to where they could fall asleep without us being at their side, of course. But I’m sure that the early assurance that came from our physical presence as they let go of wakefulness and dropped off to sleep stayed with them as they grew older and learned to do things without us.
God’s promised presence is like that too, a constant assurance that he is with us.
And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age. (Matthew 28:20.)
Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? (1 Corinthians 6:19.)
Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.” (Hebrews 13:5.)
And in all of this there is music:
He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. (Psalm 40:3.)
I will rest in him with that lullaby on my lips.
When has God put a song (figuratively or literally) on your lips?
*I am not at all criticizing parents who followed that route, because I learned long ago that what works for one family is not an indication of what will work for others.