a voice to sing

It’s fun and fulfilling when you are engaged to things you love doing. What makes the situation a little different is when you are a frontliner – when everyone’s eyes are focused solely at your actions, at your life.

I am a choir member in the church for over a decade now.

Given this second soprano (S2) voice that is “able” to blend to music once played, the only way to pay gratitude to the Lord, I believe, is to sing for Him. The songs I’ve sung in the choir are numberless while those I’ve rendered solo are just few, although very much memorable. Each song comprises pieces of my life as a Baptist believer. There came a pause some years back which I would describe now as the time when my life was in flat line. Nearly dying faith. But because I am an heir of God’s promises, I saw the Lord’s hand pulling me up each time I fall. He is marvelously gracious!

Since I am often seen in front, it puzzles many people when I form part of the audience. If not unwell, I am thought to be in emotional pain, confusion dilemma or currently in the cradle of sin. No matter how silent I become, chances are someone would come and approach me why I didn’t sing. So if I really can’t make it, I often think of just taking a sabbatical leave which is very much unacceptable. God has always been good to me even in life’s most difficult circumstance so He doesn’t deserve a coward servant.

Last time, when I was struggling against an unnecessary pain and idling time away for not joining not even the choir’s rehearsal in the afternoon, when people started asking why I didn’t sing, it hit me. I knew they were God-sent messengers reminding me of my self-dependence again.

I was then a wounded soldier, forgetting that the commander-in-chief is the One who created me, who puts courage in my heart every now and then, who desires nothing but the best for me. There harked back the reason why I sing. I do, not just when I feel blessed and happy. I was a given a voice to sing for His glory to keep in mind that my Saviour lives when all my hopes die. I sing not only when life is easy but even more when the going gets tough... because in my every weakness the Lord shows me His strength.

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