It is almost the end of the month of another new year. My pastor gave an amazing sermon last Sunday that reminded me once again how time just keeps moving; the sun sets, the sun rises, it sets, it rises. All of my efforts to force the hands of time to wait until I catch up seem futile. Life marches on, whether I want it to or not.
The thought crossed my mind today how it feels like God has put a mirror at every angle around my heart. I sense Him looking deeply into my life - into my heart - and asking me to look with Him. It is a painful process but I'm sure it's for my own good. On the other hand, so many things are working together to heal various wounds and I am grateful for that.
I was invited to sing tomorrow night with Kip Rogers at a Benefit Concert for the Blake Washington Scholarship Fund. It will be a time of reflection and pondering. I am honored to be a part of this important night and I always enjoy hearing Kip on the guitar and listening to his unique voice. Many of our friends will be there so it will feel like home. I pray the evening will be a comfort to the Washington family.
I just got back from worship team practice and it always leaves me feeling happy and grateful as I head home with those powerful worship songs floating around in my head. This journal allows me an opportunity to publicly thank my music pastor and everyone on the worship team for making such a difference in my life, in ways you don't know or may ever get to see. Sharing this music journey with all of you is something I needed in my life and God knew it. I still have to pinch myself to believe that I am a part of such a talented, amazing group of people. Thank you.
Speaking of thanks, I have to put someone else in the limelight for a minute. Just the fact that you can log onto this website and take a peek into my life is all because of my webmaster, and dear friend, Stan. He has spent countless hours laboring on my behalf and considers the sharing of our friendship payment enough, which is just one more example of his giving heart. He listens to my thoughts and offers his perspective and thanks to him, I finally know how to cut and paste and put an icon on my desktop. Thank you, Stan, for your kindness and friendship. They both mean the world to me.
Well, I better get some sleep so I can sing tomorrow night without yawning in the middle of a song or am discovered snoring in a corner between sets.