Alison and I were going somewhere one day, just the two of us. That hardly ever happens. She was singing. She always sings. It makes my heart happy to hear her. I told her I was glad that she liked to sing so much.
She said, "Sometimes when I sing, it makes me cry. Especially when I sing my best and loudest." I hear you, daughter, I hear you.
There is a reason for this scripture:
D & C 25:12 For my soul delighteth in the song of the heart; yea, the song of the righteous is a prayer unto me, and it shall be answered with a blessing upon their heads.
So sing away, my darling. Sing away.
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