I am grateful to be able to be a part of the worship team at my church. I honestly don't know if my voice is any good or not. I just do my best for better of for worse. The reason I love to be up there is so that I can see the faces of my church family while they are praising God. There are some out there who totally inspire me. One look at them, and I am reminded about what it is we are doing. The very Glory of God shines in their eyes, sometimes tears of joy, and it stirs me to envision heaven. It will be just like this. Here in the presence of our Savior.
But looking out into the crowd there is sadness too. I see a few young men who, no doubt are only there at mom's request. Their faces are cold and their lips are silent. They are unmoved. I remember the days when my heart was hard in this very room. I want to show them what I see. I lift my hands, but they continue in complacency. "All power, and Glory, Dominion are God's." I smile a little as I think to myself, "You can run, but you can't hide!" God will bring you back here some day, when you are ready. I know that I am powerless to show you the way, but HE is not.
Glory to God!
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