As the deer

I remember this song mainly as my mother’s voice, earnestly singing in the dark, while I squirmed on the carpet (as small kids always do) during prayer time. I would usually be unhappy about having to go asleep for bedtime, but it was good to hear all the same. You could hear the longing and the peace in her voice, both. Pardon my sentimentality, but maybe its those moments that are the most true substance of my life. 🙂

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