I love to sing... Nothing can express what I'm feeling quite like the lyrics of a song along with the notes strummed on a guitar or plunked out on a piano keyboard...add some bass and some serious pounding on a set of drums...that's the closest thing to heaven on earth for me. Or so I thought...
I'm one of those who sings ALL the time: in the line at Wal-Mart, up and down the aisles of Wal-Mart, in the dressing room of Maurices, yes-the shower, best place is my car, at church, at work, when I'm tucking in my boys...even in conversation I can jump into song. I sing when I'm supposed to, and even when I'm not. I just love to sing...
Last night, I had the ultimate privilege of leading our mid-week program kiddos in worship. I popped in the DVD and led the kids in one of their favorite up-beat-get-the-blood-flowing-aerobic-exercise songs. Too much fun, is all I'm saying. Then, I told them we were going to sing the second most requested song they ask for, "Mighty to Save". (The first most requested would be the one we already sang, "I am Free"!) Oh I love to sing the song "Mighty to Save". It's one of those songs that has perfect union of lyrics and notes that can bring me to my knees in worship to my Savior.
Last night, though, I found that I couldn't sing. As I was standing in the auditorium with all those BreakOut and KidsQuest kiddos my eyes welled up with tears, and my voice cracked...and I heard God tell me to listen. With my eyes closed and my arms lifted, I heard the most amazing and beautiful sound EVER...those 60 plus kids were singing their hearts out in praise to THEIR Savior. I could hear them over the audio in the speakers. Their hearts were crying out as they sang the most beautiful chorus to their Father in heaven. I know that God was smiling. I know that He saw every single one of those children as they sang to Him. I know He saw the beauty, the innocence, and the genuine love of those precious children. HIS precious children that He has called by name. As their voices filled that room, I was reminded how much I love those children and how much MORE He loves them. I was humbled...what a privilege I have been given to be a part of something so much bigger... God asks us to come to Him as little children... Last night was a reminder of why...
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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Thursday, March 18, 2010
Worship with my kiddos...
I love to sing... Nothing can express what I'm feeling quite like the lyrics of a song along with the notes strummed on a guitar or plunked out on a piano keyboard...add some bass and some serious pounding on a set of drums...that's the closest thing to heaven on earth for me. Or so I thought...
I'm one of those who sings ALL the time: in the line at Wal-Mart, up and down the aisles of Wal-Mart, in the dressing room of Maurices, yes-the shower, best place is my car, at church, at work, when I'm tucking in my boys...even in conversation I can jump into song. I sing when I'm supposed to, and even when I'm not. I just love to sing...
Last night, I had the ultimate privilege of leading our mid-week program kiddos in worship. I popped in the DVD and led the kids in one of their favorite up-beat-get-the-blood-flowing-aerobic-exercise songs. Too much fun, is all I'm saying. Then, I told them we were going to sing the second most requested song they ask for, "Mighty to Save". (The first most requested would be the one we already sang, "I am Free"!) Oh I love to sing the song "Mighty to Save". It's one of those songs that has perfect union of lyrics and notes that can bring me to my knees in worship to my Savior.
Last night, though, I found that I couldn't sing. As I was standing in the auditorium with all those BreakOut and KidsQuest kiddos my eyes welled up with tears, and my voice cracked...and I heard God tell me to listen. With my eyes closed and my arms lifted, I heard the most amazing and beautiful sound EVER...those 60 plus kids were singing their hearts out in praise to THEIR Savior. I could hear them over the audio in the speakers. Their hearts were crying out as they sang the most beautiful chorus to their Father in heaven. I know that God was smiling. I know that He saw every single one of those children as they sang to Him. I know He saw the beauty, the innocence, and the genuine love of those precious children. HIS precious children that He has called by name. As their voices filled that room, I was reminded how much I love those children and how much MORE He loves them. I was humbled...what a privilege I have been given to be a part of something so much bigger... God asks us to come to Him as little children... Last night was a reminder of why...
I'm one of those who sings ALL the time: in the line at Wal-Mart, up and down the aisles of Wal-Mart, in the dressing room of Maurices, yes-the shower, best place is my car, at church, at work, when I'm tucking in my boys...even in conversation I can jump into song. I sing when I'm supposed to, and even when I'm not. I just love to sing...
Last night, I had the ultimate privilege of leading our mid-week program kiddos in worship. I popped in the DVD and led the kids in one of their favorite up-beat-get-the-blood-flowing-aerobic-exercise songs. Too much fun, is all I'm saying. Then, I told them we were going to sing the second most requested song they ask for, "Mighty to Save". (The first most requested would be the one we already sang, "I am Free"!) Oh I love to sing the song "Mighty to Save". It's one of those songs that has perfect union of lyrics and notes that can bring me to my knees in worship to my Savior.
Last night, though, I found that I couldn't sing. As I was standing in the auditorium with all those BreakOut and KidsQuest kiddos my eyes welled up with tears, and my voice cracked...and I heard God tell me to listen. With my eyes closed and my arms lifted, I heard the most amazing and beautiful sound EVER...those 60 plus kids were singing their hearts out in praise to THEIR Savior. I could hear them over the audio in the speakers. Their hearts were crying out as they sang the most beautiful chorus to their Father in heaven. I know that God was smiling. I know that He saw every single one of those children as they sang to Him. I know He saw the beauty, the innocence, and the genuine love of those precious children. HIS precious children that He has called by name. As their voices filled that room, I was reminded how much I love those children and how much MORE He loves them. I was humbled...what a privilege I have been given to be a part of something so much bigger... God asks us to come to Him as little children... Last night was a reminder of why...
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What an amazing experience it is to just be quiet and listen when "the multitudes" sing out to God. I love just listening sometimes at church, especially when it's Cannons or Mighty To Save. Our Father loves to hear us shout out to Him in song, and sometimes He wants us to listen also.
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What an amazing experience it is to just be quiet and listen when "the multitudes" sing out to God. I love just listening sometimes at church, especially when it's Cannons or Mighty To Save. Our Father loves to hear us shout out to Him in song, and sometimes He wants us to listen also.
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