Lately, I’ve found myself in situations where I think, “How did I end up here?”
A few weeks ago I went to another city to visit with some friends of mine. They work at a church there and worship God about 8 hours a day. My friends are incredible and their church has a 24/7 worship, so needless to say, I was loving it.
I brought my viola, and most days would go with them to join them in their worship sessions. One of those days, they had to do some admin work, so I stayed in the sanctuary with the pastor who was playing the bongos on stage. There were maybe three or four people there but nobody else. I had my viola with me and felt to ask the pastor if I could play with him. He was happy to have company!
So I sat there on my knees and played with him. My eyes were closed so I didn’t pay attention to the people coming in. After 20 minutes or so I felt a tap on my shoulder and saw it was the sound guy. He said to me, “Hey, can you just come here on the mic? It’d be easier for them to hear you.” I was thinking, “Okay… sure.”
I went on the mic, and then a girl came next to me. I looked around on the stage and noticed a drummer and guitarist were there now too. I thought, “Hm. That’s interesting.” Then we all started to play, while everyone in the audience stood up, and worshipped with us.
It took me a second, but as I was playing I was like, “Did I just join the worship team? How am I here right now?” I started to laugh because God knew this ahead of time.
He does this so often. I have these nudges, theses feelings telling me to go here or say this or do that, and when I listen and obey that still small voice, what began as a tiny step of faith becomes something far greater.
God likes to take the ordinary and makes it extraordinary…
After we played about 30 minutes, the pastor came up to speak and once he finished speaking the worship leader invited me back on stage to play with them. What an honor! I didn’t even know these people, and was still learning their language, but God orchestrated all of it regardless of what I didn’t know. He put me in the right place at the right time.
At the end, a lot of people came up to me and told me how much my playing blessed them. It was surprising, because I wasn’t supposed to be there, yet here I was. And in that moment I realized, God didn’t do this was for me. It was for them.
Just last week, a girl in my house came in the kitchen when I was cooking and after some time of standing there she broke down and began crying. She told me so much that was on her heart and I didn’t know what to do or say. But I hugged her and asked to pray for her. She wanted prayer. Before, I remember feeling I needed to go downstairs to begin cooking, a feeling so small, and yet, God knew I needed to be there at that exact time to listen to my friend.
It wasn’t about me, but her.
I’m learning this. My adventures with Jesus are about Him taking me to His lost sheep, to the hurting, the broken, the wounded, the ones who just need encouragement or prayer. He knows His children so well. He knows exactly what they need, right when they need it. His timing is always perfect. I’m just amazed He takes what I have to bless His children. A little song here, a little prayer there. 🙂
My desire is to stay sensitive to His voice. These adventures with Him are so glorious and I don’t want to miss a single thing!
Till the next adventure,
Katya
