So there is a chance that on Friday I may have told the students in my communications class that I would sing to them yesterday… Bad idea, I realize. I had all weekend to think about it/worry about it/and fret over what on earth I would sing. To give you a little history on my musical ability, I once auditioned for the lead role in a song when I was just a boy. The song was Silent Night and I am not going to mention who it was that judged my efforts. I was all excited. I can remember just about everything in the room. I can tell you which classroom it was, what the room looked like, and who some of the students were that filled the room. So I really didn’t prepare because I really did not think I needed to. In fact, I probably knew the song better than everyone else (no pride here at all…). When I raised my hand to audition tho, my teacher had this look on her face like, “really? you? oh my this is going to be a good one!” Yet she allowed me to participate and I proceeded to do my best to sing praises unto the Lord with a beautiful, crisp, clean voice and to stun all of my friends. After singing I was politely asked to sit back down:( I did not know what this meant at the time. I thought all she needed was a little bit of time to embrace my voice. But this event prevented (s) me from wanting to sing a solo in front of any audience ever again. Up until yesterday I had held true to this commitment.
Ask me to preach and I will. Ask me to pray in front of hundreds and I will gladly do so. Ask me to take part in the wildest, craziest, and nastiest game in front of people and it is likely I will do it gladly every time. Ask me to sing tho and watch me squirm. As I came into class they all wanted me to open up in song. I told them they would have to wait until after the lesson. 20 minutes before class ended, I stopped the lesson and picked up my Ipad. If I had to do this without any music whatsoever I don’t know that I could have pulled it off. Yet, with Hillsong playing “Here I am to Worship” in the background, I humbly sang a joyful noise unto the Lord. Surprisingly, the class loved it! It was as if they thought I was Justin Beiber or something!! Seriously tho, I received a standing ovation and was asked to sing another. I happily declined. A part of the deal was that the class then had to sing a song to me. One girl sang a solo first and it was good. Another girl stood up and sang a solo and it was a little better. Then the real treat came. A significant number of the students right now in the college (since it is summer session) are girls. Therefore, about 85% of the class are girls as well. The boys decided to chicken-0ut of the singing. So they stood outside of the room. What happened next I hold dear to my heart and will never forget. Imagine probably 45 girls in a block room all singing a song they all know. Imagine how sweet to the ear their voices are. Then amplify the sound several times because of the echo in the room. It would be like placing the African Children’s Choir and all of their talent in a single room and asking them to sing. Except this was the Indian version haha. I was fortunate enough to record it on my Ipad. I will likely play this over and over again to remind me of what stepping out of my comfort zone can bring, unexpected and yet joyous blessings that only the Lord can orchestrate:)
I also was reunited with the warden of the boys hostel last night. I will now have an interpreter for the boys for the rest of my time here. This is such a blessing! Now I am able to communicate in a whole new way and dig deep into the Word of God using terms that both of us can understand. He is a reverend and is familiar to the English language and “churchy” words. Tho I will have to say that communicating my faith and biblical principles to a group of boys who do not understand churchy words was one of the most humbling experiences I have ever taken part in. It has allowed me to clean up my word choice and I am certain this practice will become useful in the times to come.
“Thank you Jesus for all You have provided for me. Thank you for IGL and the work that is being done here in Your name. Thank you for Mrs Sue, Mrs Harriet, and Mrs Melanie, three ladies that are pouring their lives into Your children at FBC Mossy Head and making a difference. Thank you for transforming the hearts of two young girls in the church there; I pray Your hand in the discipling process that will follow! Thank you for opportunities to share the Gospel. Thank you for awkward and humbling experiences. Thank you for another day to praise Your name. And may I never forget, thank you for dying on the cross for my sins when I did not deserve anything other than punishment. You are righteous. You are holy. You are my standard. In Your gracious name I give thanks, Amen!”