Today is the day that I will begin to tell my story.
Many years ago, I started out as a very shy girl. I didn't trust many people and therefore, that was protection. Although I was shy, I had a desire to sing. I joined the children's choir at church. There I met other children that I would spend the rest of my life knowing, loving, and depending on. It was also during those years of singing in the children's choir that something miraculous happened to me. As I stood there singing the songs of zion with a sincere and pure heart, the Lord touched my heart and from that moment my life was changed.
At that moment, I felt God's spirit enter my heart and as tears began to stream down my face, I knew it was time to fully commit myself to God. It was time out for just "playing church", like many of us who grew up in the church knew how to do.
I'm so very thankful for Sister Boyce, Sister Carlisle, and Brother Fred. They provided an opportunity for us to come together. They taught us songs that years later we would remember. And now at 24 years old, I can stand to tell many that their efforts were not in vain. I thank you for being a willing vessel.
We often don't know who's life we will impact, but we must be willing and available.
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