This morning I have played your songs loud
songs written from your heart to The One
a gift of your talents
your song, not for me, has made a way, for me….
you have opened up the way and I am reminded of the words that say
but your gift also makes a way for me
your act of worship becomes a gift to me and I get a new encounter, I get fresh wings for my feet
your song gives me a gift to give of my own, and I dance for The One
and this is the great and wonderful blessing of the creative in action – your art, your story, your song, your dance….
what is your gift?
don’t be stingy with your talents – holding back isn’t humility it’s pride or self-preservation or listening to a voice that seeks to get you to hide your light – whatever it is, it isn’t generosity or abundant living or freedom
and maybe there might be a battle that needs to be waged on your behalf and the gift of the creatives in worship might just win the battle for you
don’t despise the smallest of gifts of the creative
maybe you are making a way for another as you go ahead
tell your story, paint your painting, sing your song, dance your dance
I need your help to go to a new place today
I need new eyes to see God
I need a new rhythm to dance to
I need new words to give back when my own falter
and isn’t Easter a picture of a gift given with total selfless abundance and aren’t we invited into this kind of generosity too?