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TOUCHING THE HAND OF GOD Well, I've been attending the church I go to now, for about three months. I began here because a friend from the church I used to go to saw a sign. Not a heavenly sign, necessarily, just a sign. She had seen me feeling low. The worship minister where we attended didn't care for my music style, so I was taken off the piano and hidden in the altos of the choir. (He likes "his" pianists to play exactly what is written in the music. I'm an ad lib-type person, listening for how God might want it that day.) I love singing. But I LOVE playing the piano. And, like I said before, I've wanted to play for church since I was 8 or 9 years old. I first played for church when I was thirteen. Any way, this friend called and said she had seen a sign. It read, "Rockin' Church Seeks a Keyboardist". Since I hadn't played much at the church I attended, I didn't think anybody knew I COULD rock out, much less play, but she said, "I think you should give them a call." So---I did. To my surprise, the worship minister there remembered me. He had seen me when I was in a Christian rock band. He said he had told the lead guitarist, "You should have that second keyboardist (me) play more." After I picked myself up off the floor from fainting, we arranged to meet. And I have been at this church ever since. It has been a while since a worship minister has actually LIKED my piano playing, so it's kinda weird. But cool. For instance, at practice the other night, when he kept telling me he wants to hear the incredible sounds coming out of the keyboard, so he doesn't know what worship ministers have told me before when I've played, but he wants me to TURN IT UP! He keeps telling me to play it loud and proud. It's been a long time since the song leader said that. And people in the congregation tell me to play more. Sometimes, I actually tremble with joy when I play hymns and other praises. Weird, huh? Or I feel like I do when my asked,"Mom, how do you feel when you play the piano?" I barely had to think. Sometimes I feel like God is next to me, so close, I can feel His breath on my cheek. Sometimes, I feel like a skydiver, in those few moments after jumping out of the plane, and before pulling the cord. On top of the world, above my problems. No sound, except for the music. With God's hand lifting my face, so I can look into His eyes. I praise God for talking through music. I thank Him that I get to be a conduit. I ask Him to please let me continue to do so. I'm doing what I've been called to do. And that's a good thing. |
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5/23/2008 11:27 pm |
Go for it sister, beautiful and good stuff, amen and GBY  Gods way is my way,...Clay
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