Better than a Hellelujah

Amy Grant has recently released a song titled “better than a hallelujah”. The first line goes like this.


“God loves a lullabye in a mothers tears in the dead of night better than a hallelujah sometimes”.

The first time I heard it I wept in my car. When we had Anna and her 5lb body was trying to overcome addictions to meth, cocaine and a cocktail of other drugs her mother did while pregnant with her nights were always the worst. I am sure most mothers can attest to the difficulty of a baby who doesn’t sleep at night…let alone a drug addicted baby. We swaddled, rocked, laid down, sat up, you name it we tried it. So many times I would find myself downstairs rocking her while she fought against the waves of withdrawls that were shocking her system. I would cry and sing, and sing and cry. I know God was in the rocking chair with us. Sometimes shouting the isles down at church doesn’t hold a candle to singing to your child a lullaby praying over their future and leaning on nothing more than Gods promises to bring you through the night.

“God Loves a lullabye in a mothers tears in the dead of night better than a hallelujah sometimes”.