i was kind of tired getting ready for church on Sunday. Being around other people takes a lot out of me. i sometimes wish i were more extroverted & it energized me, but i'm coming to grips with some of my weaknesses & i don't let them hold me back too much.
We slid into our seats a little early. Don't give us too much credit - we were early, but 2 of our kids didn't brush their hair & we forgot 1 pair of shoes. Pretty much par for the course. Right before the service started, we noticed that Mollen's little friend was sitting with only her big sister K (their parents were helping out in the toddler room) so i sent Cai & Mollen over to keep them company. i kept my eyes on the 4 of them as the music started.
As the congregation was invited to stand, K fairly leapt to her feet. She helped her little sister up & kept her eyes trained on the screen where the words popped up. As she opened her mouth to sing - you could tell that for her, there was nobody else in the room.
K is teeny for her age. She's maybe 45 lbs at 10 years old. A couple of months ago, she shaved her head to support cancer research, so she has a sweet little pixie cut now & her eyes look enormous in her little brown suntanned face.
i saw people in the rows around her begin to turn their heads to look at her as she sang - full voice, skinny little arms and legs moving to the beat of the music - fully immersed, she didn't notice any of them. Every word that came out of her mouth suddenly went straight to my heart. She sang with confidence, joy & love the words that i knew to be true about my King. She sang songs of love to a Saviour who knows her by name & who holds her in the palm of His hand. She wasn't about to let anything get in the way of communion with Him.
Sunday morning, the musicians up on stage were leading the singing, but for me, that morning, K was leading me to worship.