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on a lighter note..

i used to think singing was great, but really, I was skeptical about how it might be used to minister to others about Christ. After all, people tended to be carried away with the melody all too often, neglecting the lyrics. I know im guilty of that one.

Yet after friday's performance, i realised how myopic i was, humbled yet again by God. I remember vividly walking up the stage, self-conscious, almost feeling naive and childish to be singing feel-good Christian songs in an almost amateurish manner, after having seen the groups before us belt out classics and popular songs. but boy was i surprised (and yes very apologetically humbled) when i saw the crowd before us dancing along and having a whale of a time as we sang our hearts out, having made it clear that we sing because we want to praise him.

The joy that filled my heart subsequently as i walked down the stage was indescribable. And certainly it would have been so, knowing for certain that God works faithfully in people, in his creation that he loves. So even when my faith withers and i grow handicapped in my ability to love, I am assured that God will never be so; hearts will be touched, his way, his time.

p/s lyrics were changed by my really talented friends:)




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