God worked in my life through the gradual work of His Grace. It wasn't a sudden-like or an immediate choice to serve Him. Rather, it was seeing and watching God work within my family and continue to hold me in His hand even when I rebelled against Him. And with that, I allowed God to use my life. And I willfully accepted to become a living sacrifice for Him, because He showed me the Sacrifice that He gave for me, His Son Jesus Christ, and I could do nothing more but give Him my life in return because of It. Christ Alone now, is my life.
Here is my story.
It is ironic that the very thing I ignored and despised was the very thing that would ultimately lead me to His throne. I can still remember having my childish mindset that music was useless to me. I often twidled my thumbs during times of worship; it was dead to me, dead to my heart. But, it was music that first drew me to Him.
It was in my early teen years, at a place called Pembina Bible Camp, that I first met God. I had been suffering numbness, depression, and confusion. My heart was searching. It was during one of the nightly services that I fell into the arms of God. It was the music. What once was numb to me came alive. It was as if the music itself was carrying me away into His arms; as if he were cradling my very heart, as a mother wooes and steals her child. And there I let the music take me, unreservedly. I let God take me. I have never been the same since.
God has since blessed me with the desire to worship his blessed Name to the fullest. Music has since become a precious treasure in my life as He has since bestowed many gifts, that I may praise and worship His Name in new and meaningful ways. He deserves all the Praise, for He took me out of my mire and placed me onto a pedestal of light. Praise Be His Holy Name! He sings over me now! \O/
And you know what the best part is? It doesn't stop here! I get to learn the dance of Jesus Christ for all eternity!
The dance goes ever on...
Here is my story.
It is ironic that the very thing I ignored and despised was the very thing that would ultimately lead me to His throne. I can still remember having my childish mindset that music was useless to me. I often twidled my thumbs during times of worship; it was dead to me, dead to my heart. But, it was music that first drew me to Him.
It was in my early teen years, at a place called Pembina Bible Camp, that I first met God. I had been suffering numbness, depression, and confusion. My heart was searching. It was during one of the nightly services that I fell into the arms of God. It was the music. What once was numb to me came alive. It was as if the music itself was carrying me away into His arms; as if he were cradling my very heart, as a mother wooes and steals her child. And there I let the music take me, unreservedly. I let God take me. I have never been the same since.
God has since blessed me with the desire to worship his blessed Name to the fullest. Music has since become a precious treasure in my life as He has since bestowed many gifts, that I may praise and worship His Name in new and meaningful ways. He deserves all the Praise, for He took me out of my mire and placed me onto a pedestal of light. Praise Be His Holy Name! He sings over me now! \O/
And you know what the best part is? It doesn't stop here! I get to learn the dance of Jesus Christ for all eternity!
The dance goes ever on...
