Over 11 years ago I became a mom. I held my baby while worshipping in the church service. In her toddler years, I kept cuddling her during worship. When my son was born, I held him and still cuddled my daughter. One Sunday, as I worshipped I realized that holding my children so close was a picture of what God does for us. He holds us close as we worship him. I decided to always try to touch and cuddle my children whenever they hear worship songs—whether they sing with us or not. My daughter is now a pre-teen and I still reach out to hold her hand or give her a hug or put my arm around her. I still often cuddle my 9-year-old son on my lap while praising Jesus. Through this touch, my hope is that when they are older and apart from me they will experience the peaceful feeling of being held in loving arms whenever they hear songs of worship. I pray worship will become a place of wholeness and refuge for their hearts—that they would almost physically feel God’s love.