My entire life as a Christian I have considered myself to be a worshiper. I love to sing. Hearing worship music has always preprepare my heart for God's presence. After Training Camp I realized that to worship means so much more. God has not just called me to sit in my sit and wait for his presence. He has called me to be a doer. He has called me to trust in the Spirit in me to call on his presence as well. He has called me to a new worship that is not just about allowing everyone around me hearing my voice. I am called to worship with my hands and feet.
Let me tell you it has brought on a new worship experience for me that has brought me closer to the Holy Spirit than I think I have ever been. The experience for me starting on the worship session that my friend Jacob was healed. I remember before the speaker talked I turned to one of my squadmates and said by the time we leave Africa I want to be able to play the djembe. I had kind of said it in a joking way. After we all prayed for Jacob I felt more in tune with the Holy Spirit than I ever had. As I sat down and music was playing my hands began to play along with the djembe in the air. I can truly say I was very confused and not sure what to think. I could feel I was getting pulled to the djembe on the side of the room. Not sure what to think but trusting in Jesus's guidance I got up and walked over to where the djembe was and asked the guy if I could play it. So I sat down and I played for about 45 minutes. I played along with music that was playing as well as making my own beats. I have never felt so close to God as I did in that moment. It was worship about just HIM and me and nothing else. And it didn't stop there.
The next day we were in the lodge as just our squad. Our squad cooridinator Noe had a talk planned but feel the spirit calling him to open the room and allow us to worship through prayer, through declaring new things in our life, singing, and so much more. In the mean time my hands had not stopped moving since the day before. It was than as we were praying and I was looking around I felt God calling me to the piano at the side of the room. So I walked over and sat down. Immediately I felt my hands drawn to the keys. I wanted it to happen so bad I had started to try to hard to began to play. Noe walked over to me and began to pray over me. He spoke into my life to just allow God to guide my hands and that I did have control over what I was doing and to trust in that. He said as I played and trusted in God to lead my worship others would be drawn to my playing. So I began to play and let my hands guide me, every little while I would try to do it out of my own will and sit my hands in my lap. At one point a squadmate Michael came and prayed for me to for the Spirit to guide me hands. I took a deep breath and I began to play. And for the next 1 hr 1/2 I sat there and played a melody on the piano I have never heard. He also told me to keep coming back to the piano the rest of training camp. And each day I did playing a new melody. It brought me peace and calmness. And just like Noe said as I opened my eyes I saw squadmates sitting around listening just as he said. Praise God he has put people in my life God lead that can guide me.
It has been 4 or 5 days since this happened and my hands are still moving craving the keys of piano or skin of a drum. I praise God for allowing my worship to extend to more than just words. That he is using my hands to move. I take no credit in it, I only hope to use for his glory. I know HE is calling me to be a Worshiper to the nations in every way that means. Please take the time and pray and consider being one of my supporters on this journey. You can do that by clicking on the support me tab on the left or clicking on the Feed the Fungry link on the left as you scrool down. For everyone that click on the Feed the Hungry link and supports a child I get a $50 scholarship towards my World Race account.
