Whole, Home, Forgiven

Here's an old song I re-recorded recently. I think it does the song better justice, even though the original had a cute 3-year-old Annabel chirruping in the background.

This song was written when Levi first came home from the hospital. Here's what I wrote in my blog: 


Do you know how to make sure your baby gets a full feeding? Put a cold wet washcloth on his back. Seems cruel right? But it wakes him up so that he can eat all he wants and then he’ll sleep soundly. Most kids are half-hearted, sleepy eaters. But I understand that regular full feedings are one of the best ways to establish a normal schedule for your baby. Do you think I find a spiritual metaphor in that? You bet.