Especially when I switch up the lyrics.
Tonight instead of singing
Yeah He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Yeah You love me
Oh how You love me
Oh how You love me
As I sang I became overcome. And I just started crying. I felt kind of dumb because tears were running down my face and my breathing was doing that shaky thing. I was standing there with my arms up in the air crying out to God with my tears and my voice (which was NOT in tune)... and I felt so broken. God reminded me where I came from. He reminded me I am not done healing. And then He held me. If anyone had physically touched me right then, I am pretty sure I would have totally broken down. Like sobbing uncontrollably.
Tonight was one of the best times of worship I have ever had. I can honestly say I was not worried about what other people were saying about me or the way I looked to the people around me. I know it's not all about the way I feel, but I know I honestly engaged in worship tonight. It was hard to stay focused at first, but I shut my eyes and let the words coming out of my mouth be my prayer and truth I was confident in.
Dear people who read this, please be praying on Sunday evening around 6:30-7. I'm going to be sharing my testimony with my small group. I am terrified. I'm working on giving that fear over to God, but I am scared I won't be able to share. I'm praying like crazy, but thinking about it makes my heart beat fast and my palms sweat. I know God is going to be there while I share... but I still fear judgment and abandonment.
So, please pray I would be calm and not freak out. Pray I would not cry (too much). Pray I would have the right words as well.
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