My First Break

I remember my first break into the world of church music.  I was 17 years old, and the music minister of my church told me he would not be able to attend our first annual Christmas Eve service.  He turned to me in desperation and asked if I could lead the service.  I immediately said yes, anxious to be an adult and share my passion for music with my congregation.  The service went very well, and I left feeling confirmed that God was calling me into service.

Many years have come and gone since that Christmas Eve worship service, but I am forever grateful to Michael for having the faith in my abilities to lead worship.  It was the starting point of my career.  I just needed someone to reach out to me and offer me the chance to share my talents and voice.  One person can make a difference.

Years passed, and I continued to share my love for both God and music with churches and other venues that I never imagined possible.  Sometimes I have been in places for short seasons, others for much longer.  My hope is that the Holy Spirit created a great work in me and for the people who stayed and worshiped after me.  Whatever song sung, prayer led, work directed, I continue to pray that God’s will be done in all things.

Today, I give thanks for the journey and those who took a chance on me.  I hope that I pay it forward and provide others the opportunity to spread their wings and serve this great God of Second Chances.  May all of us remember those who gave us our first big breaks to show the world our capabilities, our talents.  May we, in turn, be the vehicles by which God may share Holy love, inviting all of us to celebrate in the wonders of life.