Dust, Dreams and Answered Prayers
With the recent onset of asthma and, for whatever reason, an irritation in my vocal chords, any vague dream I once held (from way back in my childhood) of singing somewhere other than in the shower, has now finally turned to dust. And with it a strange peace that I never had before. Perhaps it is the release of never having to 'fail' at my dream, or perhaps it is the fact that maybe, just maybe, I was beginning to accept that it wasn't going to happen anyway and now that it can't I can let go and move on to other things.
Funny how God takes away one dream and replaces it by answering another. I have, for many years, been asking if I can participate in assisting the worship team with its administration, but there was never a need. Now the team is growing as is the church and, in God's time, my prayer's have been answered. I can only hope that the answer to my prayer will also be a blessing to the team as they so faithfully serve the Lord and the church.