I am so grateful to have been raised in the home that I was. Very early in my life both my folks gave their hearts to Jesus, and made the decision to faithfully and whole heartily follow Him.
My Momma was a Jazz pianist at the time. A good one (^^,). She, Dad and a a group of other, radically on fire for Jesus, people started the Rhema band. Eventually they joined up with the Rhema Church and became their worship team.
My earliest memories of church, was band practice. I loved going. I loved to lie on the floor and listen, and watch the muso's.
As a result I love to Praise and Worship my Jesus.
As as youth I was involved in the children's ministry. Did all sorts of stuff from looking after babies, singing in the band at times to heading up the drama dept. for the children's ministry.
Then I got married, and my focus changed. Church was still super important, but Ian was from a smaller church and he battled to fit in to the massive church I was from. We then decided to move Churches. We've moved a couple of times, but now we have found our home.
Ahhh The Barn. We've been fellowshipping at this church for the past 4 years. I love my church.
And I have longed to join the Worship team. BUT something has been holding me back....
You see my Momma is an awesome woman, with the most amazing call on her life. She is a true worship leader, and has the anointing on her life. And my Janni is also anointed with this beautiful gift. She also plays the piano and writes the most beautiful songs, just like Momma.
ME? Well the only instrument I can play is the fool! LOL
But I know that I can sing.
Every time I would pluck up the courage to approach the team, I would have this voice in my head, saying to me, "What if you're compared to your Mom and Sister, you won't measure up you know..."
But the desire to sing has never gone away. I have learned that when you have a persistent desire in your heart 9 times out of 10 it's the Holy Spirit prompting you!
So in January this year, I joined the Worship team.
I want to slap myself upside the head! Why on earth has it taken me so long?! Joining the team, was like coming home in a sense. A beautiful peace has settled into my heart
The first time I took to the stage, I said to Jesus this is for you, and so not about me. I want to sing your praises.
Coming home from band practice last night, I was so aware of the absolute privilege and honour it is for us to be able to praise and worship our God so freely.
Praise and Worship is so much more than singing a few feel good songs, it's all about total and utter surrender to our Saviour and Father.
I have been waiting in the wings for the longest time, all because of my own insecurities. And the thing that has astounded me so much is that, when our Daddy asks us to do something, He alone gives us the Grace and the courage to do it! Our obedience is our sacrifice to our Almighty Father.
What has He laid on your heart to do?
Go on, stop hovering in the wings, take that step!