..........Seeing the Beauty

I have always loved music.  Songs have always effected me deeply.  It has always been a passion.  My greatest desire ever was to sing.  Unfortunately, I am not that good!  Not to sing by myself.  In high school, I loved singing in groups, but when I had to sing by myself, I couldn't carry a tune.  I always wanted to learn to play the piano and maybe I will someday.  My next door neighbors put the names of the keys on masking tape and taped it to the piano keys.  Boy, did they get in trouble.

My first experience serving on a worship team was pretty much a disaster.  I had a lot to learn.  We didn't have live music and sang to cd's.  It was the best we could do at the time.  We used an overhead with transparencies for the words.  (That might give you a clue how long ago it was!!)  I moved to another church and vowed never, ever, never, ever to get involved in anything again.  I was going to be a pew warmer and that was that.  They allowed me to be warm their pew for a little while, and then they moved me on to doing other things.  I learned so much at this church.  My faith was tested and tried.  I learned how to play a little piano, a drum machine, and work the power point for the words and a little bit of sound equipment.  I spent a couple of years with this worship team.  I can't tell you what an amazing time in my life this was.  They felt like family.  I never thought it would come to an end, but it did.  I never thought I would sing again either.  I didn't sing for a long time.  My step-mother would chide me saying, "You let Satan steal your music again.  Don't you let him do that."  She knows how important music is to me.  Then it came bubbling up in me again.  The desire to sing.  Before doors were even opened up, I began to feel the desire to sing.  I missed singing.  Now, doors are opening up and I may actually get to be on a worship team again.  Am I ready for that?  Absolutely.  That God loves me enough to use me in this way, is so amazing!

This is one of my favorite songs and it kind of describes how I feel.
Take me in to the holy of holies
Take me in by the blood of the lamb
Take me in to the holy of holies
Take the coal, cleanse my lips, here I am