Things Just Work Out Sometimes

I’ve had a pretty interesting couple of weeks, I have to admit. I’ve been fairly busy with driving here and there & then last week I was playing for our church’s worship team, so I had lots of practice, rehearsal and the weekend itself. Aside from that, the Lord has made some pretty interesting things come about.

I’ve had some pretty sobering conversations with some guys recently that have experienced some of the same things that I have. I wrote recently that the Lord was allowing those types of things to happen & he still is. The whole thing of sin being exposed to the light has been recurrent with me lately.

Also, I found myself going into this whole experience with worship praying that none of it would be about me, but it would be solely focused on the Lord. As I prayed that on Thursday I thought, ‘The Lord is gonna let me gonna screw up this weekend to humble me! Dangit! Why didn’t I just pray that everything would be awesome or something like that??’

Sure enough. I had to lead my song at the end of the service after the pastor was done praying. I was playing & singing, so I when I got on stage I had to setup my mic stand, music stand (since it was my first weekend), hook up my guitar & turn it on, and hook up my ear monitors. The ear monitors are soundproof, so all you hear is what’s coming through the system. People were standing in the way, so it took me longer to set up my mic & music, then I put on my guitar, hooked it up & heard the 2-count. I sang on 3. I tapped the tuner with my foot to turn on the guitar on 2 and just played a couple of bars to lead myself in. No one knew the difference with that. But, I was forced to play it by memory & worst of all, my ear monitors weren’t plugged in. I couldn’t hear the band. I couldn’t hear the other vocalists. I could only feel the vibration of my guitar and my voice sounded like someone inside a box with a sock in their mouth. It sucked!! I kept looking around at the other vocalists for some kind of reaction to let me know if I was even relatively close to the right notes. They in turn thought that I was looking at them because they were hitting wrong notes. When the song ended people clapped & I automatically plugged the monitors in. People told me that it sounded awesome, but I couldn’t judge whether or not they were just being nice. The band leader told me it sounded great & when I told him what happened he almost crapped. So, the Lord humbled me. Nice & solid, from the outset. I texted Jo later & told her I was sweating like Reuben Studdard.

It seems a little dumb in one way, but it’s been awesome to see the Lord working. As nerve-racking as worship was it’s kind of put me on a high to know that the Lord has been laying things before me and having my back along the way.