God has been revealing so much to me in the short 2 and a half months that I have been on the World Race. He has been bringing up past wounds and slowing healing them. He has been showing me love and acceptance through my teammates and the people I am surrounded by. One of the biggest things God has been teaching me thus far is that my voice matters.
Because of various experiences in my past I slowly developed the idea that my voice and my opinions didn’t matter. I grew up believing this lie and I let it sink deep down to my core. I believed that I wasn’t worthy enough to be heard or seen. I always tried to blend in and go unnoticed instead of standing up and speaking out. These past few months God has completely shattered this lie that I believed.
One of the biggest ways God has redeemed this lie in my life is through the opportunities I have had to lead worship on the race. Leading worship was something I never in a million years thought that I would ever do. I hate for people to hear me sing and I get extremely nervous if I am standing in front of a group of people. And singing in front of a group of people is that much more terrifying. However, the Lord sure does work in mysterious ways.
After being somewhat forced (well asked) to lead worship a few times I began to grow more and more comfortable with singing in front of a group of people. It made me realize that the voice that God has given me isn’t about me at all. He gave me this voice so that it could be used for His glory, not my own. I had been too scared to sing in front of people because of my own selfishness. The gifts and talents God gave me are for Him.
Even though I still get a little scared when I have to sing in front of others, each time I gain more and more confidence. This confidence comes from the Lord and the realization that he gave me my voice and that my voice matters.
