The Performer

"I will cry unto God most high; unto God who performs all things for me." 

Psalm 57:2

The Lord has opened the door for me to do a special musical presentation or "concert" on Oct. 30th in the evening.  I've not been able to post many blogs lately because of seeking His guidance and working with Him on this, as well as still being in physics class. 

This opportunity is way "out of my comfort zone."  But I know that whatever He requires of me, He will enable me to do.  And that's where today's verse fits into our post.  : ) 

When you think of a concert, you automatically think of a performance by someone on a stage.  Right?  Me too. 

But my prayer for this upcoming event is that it would not be a concert by me, a "performer,"  but rather a special time where we can all come together, "in concert," to have our hearts blessed by our Heavenly Father. . .and that Jesus would be lifted up.  Anyone can be a performer, but it takes the hand of God upon a person's life to make them a blessing to others. God is The Performer, not me.  :)

Jesus said if He be "lifted up," He "will draw all men unto" Himself.   He was lifted up on the cross at Calvary, and my prayer is that He would be lifted up next Sunday evening, so that others will be drawn to Him and see that He can meet all the needs of their hearts.

Please pray that He

would use me as

simply the

paintbrush in His

hands to paint a

beautiful picture

of His Son. 

For His glory!  

On the way home from class today, He reminded me of a poignant moment nearly 15 years ago, when I stood by my sister's casket and told my former piano teacher, "I can never play the piano again.  How can I play from a heart that is broken??"  She said, "Ahhh, you have all the more reason to now."  At the time, I really didn't think that I could ever "play" again.  My heart was crushed. But by the grace of God, and through His healing comfort, He has brought the music from a much deeper place. 

After all, we'd never enjoy the sweet juice from a grape if it had never been crushed, right?

What an honor and privilege to be used by Him. I'm still just a lump of clay in His hands!! 

Thank You, Heavenly Father, for this opportunity You have given to me.  The gifts that You give us are not to be kept to ourselves, hidden from others, but rather they are to be shared.  As a river keeps flowing, sharing its goodness, we are to do the same.  If we do not allow Your gifts to flow through us, then we will become stagnant and useless.  Please be glorified in and through me.  May Your will be done.  For Your Name's sake, and for Your glory. 

In Jesus' Name I pray, Amen.