Let me take a moment and be very open--very vulnerable. What I am about to share isn't earth-shattering. But as an introvert, I am not prone to tooting my own horn or bragging often on my kids or, in general, trying to get noticed. So sharing this 'something' goes against how I usually operate in life.
First, I need to tell you: I love music and especially worship music. Or rather, songs that are written to be used as a 'vehicle' for people to express their heart to the One True God. I love to worship Him.
Throughout my life, worship sessions have included places like: my bedroom or living room; church; soprano and alto sections in church choirs; an all-woman worship band (acoustic guitar/vocals) for women's retreats/functions; my home (doing housework) and in my various cars (all three of my kids will tell you I played my cassette tapes or KLOVE way too loud)! I love singing. I love God. And I love doing the singing thing with loving God.
One night, as I was pouring-out my heart to Him, I bravely asked God a couple of questions: "Why did You make me to love music so much that I ache to lead worship at church? And, why did You make me that way if I am not confident enough and not talented enough to lead worship?"
I have only heard God a handful of times in life--the kind of "hearing" that causes me to know-that-I-know-that-I-know it wasn't my own voice or thoughts, but God. And I was rather taken aback at the quick response! Almost as if He was saying: "Finally, I have your attention."
His clear-as-a-bell answer was: "It won't be you, but will be one of your children." Immediately I pictured a large venue with a crowd of people in it--all worshipping God. And on the stage, one of my boys, as an adult, was a part of the team of people leading worship--and he was leading vocally.
It took me several years before I dared to share that moment with my husband, because--let's face it--I did not want to be wrong! Who wants to be teased that they had grand delusions--and, 'hey! You're wrong! You didn't hear from God!'
So I share it now, because I saw this fulfilled! It took place yesterday. In Nashville. At the Municipal Auditorium. Our church is a family of congregations located throughout the greater Nashville area. Yesterday, we all came together for "Vision Sunday". And there, from a balcony seat, I saw my son. There on the stage as part of the worship team. He was singing in his own anthemic style. Singing his heart out. Worshipping the One who created him to worship. That's Nat, in the photo below.
