Today has been a whirlwind of a day. Voice gets better, voice gets worse. Voice gets better, voice gets worse. Voice gets better, voice gets worse...and so on.
At the moment, my voice is better, but I don't think that I'll be able to sing. That's just from right now. God could work a miracle tomorrow morning, but He already has.
It's more of a miracle for me. I was feeling so anguished about not being able to sing, and I was just in a lot of emotional pain. I was in tears and down in my room, just talking to God and trying to find that peace that I needed. That's when that line from Facing the Giants came to me--right after they lost the big game, when they're super down and upset and angry. Their coach tells them to stop kicking themselves, and that they played a good game, and then one of the players speaks up.
"Coach is right guys. When we win, we praise Him. When we lose, we praise Him."
And that's what I'm gonna do. That's what I'm doing. I may not have my voice, but I can praise Him. I may not be able to sing, but I'm gonna praise Him. He is mighty, and powerful, and just, and holy, and loving, and PERFECT--and I will praise Him.
I gave it my all--on the rehearsal, I had a blast. It was a huge blessing and I was just filled with this joy and life and vividness. I couldn't wait for Sunday. And these past few days, I've been keeping quiet and doing pretty much everything that I can to regain my voice. But I still don't have it. And I'm beginning to realize that it's okay, and maybe even a blessing.
I am still in pain. I love singing in church, and I was so excited for Sunday. The song that we were singing was something special, and I began to feel like we could use it to impact someone. It's hard to know that I probably won't be able to sing. It's hard to know that I won't get to proclaim that truth through song--that He is RISEN. But it's not about me. Even if I don't sing, it doesn't matter. God will use something else--it just wasn't my time at the moment. Maybe, just maybe, God will use my lack of voice in the most surprising of ways.
And even though I'm in pain, I do feel this peace. I'm realizing that this is part of His plan and that somehow, it's all for the best. Even if I can't completely see it right now.
I will keep praising Him though--voice or not.
I would still appreciate your prayers--they mean a great deal to me.
At the moment, my voice is better, but I don't think that I'll be able to sing. That's just from right now. God could work a miracle tomorrow morning, but He already has.
It's more of a miracle for me. I was feeling so anguished about not being able to sing, and I was just in a lot of emotional pain. I was in tears and down in my room, just talking to God and trying to find that peace that I needed. That's when that line from Facing the Giants came to me--right after they lost the big game, when they're super down and upset and angry. Their coach tells them to stop kicking themselves, and that they played a good game, and then one of the players speaks up.
"Coach is right guys. When we win, we praise Him. When we lose, we praise Him."
And that's what I'm gonna do. That's what I'm doing. I may not have my voice, but I can praise Him. I may not be able to sing, but I'm gonna praise Him. He is mighty, and powerful, and just, and holy, and loving, and PERFECT--and I will praise Him.
I gave it my all--on the rehearsal, I had a blast. It was a huge blessing and I was just filled with this joy and life and vividness. I couldn't wait for Sunday. And these past few days, I've been keeping quiet and doing pretty much everything that I can to regain my voice. But I still don't have it. And I'm beginning to realize that it's okay, and maybe even a blessing.
I am still in pain. I love singing in church, and I was so excited for Sunday. The song that we were singing was something special, and I began to feel like we could use it to impact someone. It's hard to know that I probably won't be able to sing. It's hard to know that I won't get to proclaim that truth through song--that He is RISEN. But it's not about me. Even if I don't sing, it doesn't matter. God will use something else--it just wasn't my time at the moment. Maybe, just maybe, God will use my lack of voice in the most surprising of ways.
And even though I'm in pain, I do feel this peace. I'm realizing that this is part of His plan and that somehow, it's all for the best. Even if I can't completely see it right now.
I will keep praising Him though--voice or not.
I would still appreciate your prayers--they mean a great deal to me.

