That’s what happened at the end of last week.
I had no voice!
It started Thursday, and by Friday morning I was barely able to whisper.
It was not good. Not good at all for a few reasons.
1. I was scheduled to sing in the worship services at my church that weekend (Saturday night and Sunday morning).
2. I had to go to work on Friday. My day consists of talking to little 4- and 5-year-old’s and giving them instructions.
3. I am staying with my pastor’s kids, and without a voice how was I supposed to give them instructions?
So, Friday was an adventure to say the least.
At work I drank about 6 cups of hot tea to help my voice recover….it helped some, but I still had to whisper. My kids at work thought it was hilarious that I couldn’t talk very loud. They decided to talk over me the entire day. Well, not all of them. Just a select few. But really, most of the kids were awesome. I would whisper a kid’s name, and he would turn to me and I would give him instructions about what to tell his friends to do, and he would get all his friends attention and give them instructions for me. It was really precious to watch some of my kids help me out and take a leadership role in their groups of friends.
Anyway, my voice was still pretty much gone by the end of the day.
All Friday I had been praying that the Lord would heal it, or at least get it to the point where I would be able to sing for the services.
And He was faithful to do just that.
I had been resting my voice all day on Saturday. I drank a ton of water and hot tea, and I tried to stay away from talking very much. But my voice still sounded a little silly.
By the time practice came around, I could at least sing, which was a huge answer to prayer and blessing.
Sunday my voice was still a little scratchy, but it was better than Saturday.
My voice is pretty much back now.
But it was interesting to not have a voice for those few days. Learning to communicate when I couldn’t talk was good for me. Because there are going to be many times over this next year when the words I may speak won’t be understood….because the people I’ll be talking to won’t know English. And instead of using words to communicate, I’ll have to be creative.
