sister whisper

We were singing, everyone singing, focusing on the words.

As morning dawns and evening fades, You inspire song of praise that rise from earth to touch Your heart and glorify Your Name.

I heard her voice, Ashlyn’s voice, in the quiet moments as we paused in the phrases and the music continued on driving us to the next words of worship. While everyone else was taking it in and taking a breath, she was whispering.

She was behind her sister, bending over so that she was right by her ear, whispering the words to her.

Your name is a strong and mighty tower. Your name is a shelter like no other. Your name, let the nations sing it louder ’cause nothing has the power to save but Your name.

Ashlyn would sing with us again, right where we all were in the song, and then whisper again, making sure her little sister would be able to worship along with us.

Jesus, in your name we pray, come and fill our hearts today, and give us strength to live for You and glorify You name.

She never noticed that I noticed. She didn’t look up and see my smile. She didn’t hear my voice grow louder and quiver as He filled my heart simply through a sister whisper.