The last night of debrief, I was hanging out with my friend Lindsey at dinner and we made plans to get ice cream after session.
When session let out, we walked down the street about a block to the ice cream place. I still had my guitar with me because I didn’t want to go into the hotel just to put it up.
We walk up to the counter to order and I told Lindsey to go ahead because I had no idea what I wanted.
As I was debating what I wanted, the guy behind the counter started asking me to play the guitar, and I kept saying no. I really just wanted ice cream, to go pack, and go to bed.
I kept saying no with this excuse playing in my head, “I’d play something, but I don’t know any secular songs, so they obviously won’t like it. I should memorize a secular song or two for these occasions. Jeez.”
At this point, I feel mildly convicted by the Holy Spirit for having that excuse, and I agreed to play the song that I wrote in Haiti.
He was ecstatic. He shut the ice cream cooler, called the whole staff out, and turned the radio off, not to mention every seat in this place was taken(all 8 of them). When more costumers came in to order, he asked them to wait until I was done.
I played my song, and when I finished, the people went crazy.
They loved it, and the man working gave Lindsey and me our ice cream for free.
The best part, another staff member who had been relatively quiet looked up at me and asked, “that song was the Gospel, wasn’t it?” To this, I nodded and said yes. He smiled and said how cool he thought that was.
As Lindsey and I left, we talked about how cool that whole experience had been. I quietly repented and asked the Lord to forgive me, for not wanting to take advantage of that opportunity to tell people about Him. I thanked Him for doing what He wanted anyway.
And I felt the Holy Spirit whisper that this was a continuation of what it looks like to lead nations into His presence with the songs He has given me.
