Yesterday evening the mac was fighting sleeping with all she had - she gave it more than she usually does, and I suspect it had something to do with the two (yup, one up, one down) teeth trying to make their way into visibility.

She was clearly tired, and restless and cranky, so I began to sing quietly.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all creatures here below
Praise Him above ye heavenly host
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

She drifted off and I crept from the room in a little bit of wonder.  Now I sit in a rocking chair beside her crib watching her at the beginning of her afternoon nap.  I lay her down, and began to sing it again.  After two times through, she was out.

Maybe it’s just a fluke.

Maybe it’s just the fact of my singing.

But I am praying that it is a tiny sign that the Lord has set her aside and the peace of praise is already touching her.