And one sentence from someone who loves me.. and reminded me that I am His Delight.. has opened up my sad little heart again.
This morning I find myself reviewing music that has been sitting here for a while. For the last year or two, caring for mom and dad was my priority and my husband's priority. More than music. More than singing music. More than writing songs.
But Annie reminded me that I am back in a season of singing. And it isn't important how much training I have, or whether or not my talent is as exceptional as someone else. God loves when I sing to Him. God loves my voice. My true audience LOVES my voice. Go figure. He likes to hear me sing. He likes every song I write. He LOVES my voice. He does?He does.
So, this morning, thanks to an email from a Godly older woman, I am singing again. And the singing is lifting the grief. And the sorrow. And the longing for someone I love who is gone.
Why? Because someone took the time to encourage my gift.
Take the time today to encourage someone to use the gift that God has given.
And encourage yourself in the Lord.
Whatever your talent... whatever your gift.. do it to and for the Lord.
And don't forget to sing to Him. He loves your voice too..