It’s been just over a year since I’ve sung in public. Last fall I sang at church with that Sunday’s worship team, and I haven’t publicly uttered a note since then. Some of you understand how odd that is for me, since throughout high school I was involved in music and plays, and in college I began my career as a music major with a vocal scholarship. 13 months is too long a time to go without doing something you really love to do. I’m not saying that I haven’t had opportunities since then, either, but that I just haven’t taken them because I’ve been too busy, or I just didn’t like the timing for some reason.
A few days ago the youth pastor for the Junior High group at our church emailed me (since Steph and I have been involved there since late September) and asked if I would play “host” for the Sunday morning Junior High service, and also sing on the JH worship team. So I said I would. It wasn’t a big deal, really. We didn’t even rehearse. The songs were really simple ones that I think most churchgoers know. But even though I wasn’t necessarily as picky as I can get with the musicians I’ve been involved with, and it wasn’t a very big deal or a very big crowd, it felt really good.
God has been bringing it back to my mind all day today, saying, “I want you to sing more often. Keep pursuing those opportunities wherever I give them to you.” So whereas last year I might have said, “Well, I’m a little busy this week, so I can’t sing with you. Maybe next time,” I think this year, I’ll just respond to opportunities with, “Yes.” We’ll see how that works out. Maybe God is teaching me to use my gifts to meet The Body’s needs on His terms rather than mine.