Ever since my kids were children it was a dream that they and my husband would worship God together with music. I am not as talented as the three of them, so I planned to be in the audience.
Several months ago the little ministry that we volunteer with decided to host a prayer and praise night this coming Saturday. They needed a worship team, so I asked my son if he would be interested in leading one. He said sure, so I helped him gather the team, which included his dad.
This past Monday the singer was out sick for the rehearsal. It was a bummer, but not the end of the world, since my son has a good voice. He had wanted a singer in the group because he wasn’t confident singing on his own.
He hasn’t sung much since his voice changed years ago. But he had started getting more confident during the previous rehearsal when the vocalist had asked that she not have to sing alone.
My daughter is on spring break this week, but she needed to be at her apartment on campus on Monday so that she could finish up an assignment. Our house was out of power, and therefore internet, on Monday due to some scheduled, much needed repair work. She was able to complete her assignment so wanted us to pick her up and bring her home Monday evening.
The worship team was rehearsing at a church on the edge of my daughter’s college campus, so she said that she would just meet us there. She then, graciously agreed to fill in for the ill bandmate.
I had to hold back tears as the dream I had almost two decades before filled the sanctuary.
The team vocalist is feeling well again and is thrilled that our daughter has agreed to sing with her and the team this coming Saturday.
Beautiful to enter into worship with your family.
Oh, how very cool is that! What a great family and what a great God we have!
Amen! What a great God! Only He could have orchestrated that!