I was extended an invitation to sing and give testimony at a Church one Sunday night. I excepted the invitation and really felt blessed to have been asked. I prayed about what songs the Lord would have me to sing and, as they were laid upon my heart, I began to practice singing them. I’ve always asked the Lord to direct me in the songs that I sing as well as the words that he desires that I speak, especially when I represent him on these occasions.
The Sunday night had arrived and I was getting my music together along with loading my equipment into my truck as I felt this overwhelming feeling that I should not sing one of the songs that I thought I had been led to sing. I started to panic because there was not enough time to find another song. The thought was so powerful and it impressed on me that I should not sing the song that I wrote about my mama dying because it would only depress folks and I should be wanting to lift them up, not to depress them. I was distraught because I didn’t have enough time to change the music. I walked out the door and said, “Lord, please help me!” I immediately had a feeling that everything would be all right.
I entered the church building and the service began. All of a sudden I became so nervous that my hands began to sweat and my mouth became dry. I felt extremely anxious. I called upon the Lord to help me again. All of a sudden, I had a feeling of peace sweep over me, just before they introduced me to give testimony and sing.
I took my place in front of this congregation and began to speak. I am always amazed at what comes out of my mouth because I realized a long time ago that what I say cannot be rehearsed. It must be led by the Holy Spirit.
The time had come to sing the song that I had written about my mama dying. I began to tell about how the Lord knows everything from beginning to end concerning what will happen in our lives. I explained how he gave me this song about my mama in the summer of 1996 and how every lyric in the song started to be fulfilled on Thanksgiving Day of 1997 and concluded on January 13, 1998, which was the day that she died.
After the service had ended, I saw a young girl about the age of 12 years old walking down the middle aisle straight toward me. With tears in her eyes as she stood in front of me, with her trembling little voice she said, “That song about your mama dying meant so much to me. You see, my daddy died on January 13, 1997.” I put my arms around her and hugged her. Tears began falling from my eyes, when all of a sudden a woman approached me from my left with tears in her eyes saying, “I really needed to hear that song about your mama because, you see, I lost my mama on January 13th five years ago”. No sooner did she get those words out of her mouth, than yet another woman came up to me on my right with tears in her eyes expressing the same appreciation because her dad had died on January 13th, 1996! Coincidence, I think not, in fact, I know not!
God is in control. He knows everything before and hereafter. He is the God of love, mercy, grace and the peace that surpasses all understanding. He is God of All. This was truly evident that night. I praise Christ Jesus and thank him for his unending love, mercy, grace and peace that surpasses all understanding! Amen!
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 4:6-7)