Fancy That!

Standing on stage Sunday morning singing with the praise team, the presence of the Lord was so electrifying. I was wondering if I was the only one feeling it, and I saw the crowd responding first from the youth group, and then coming over the front side of the audience. By the time the choir was singing again people were at the alter and up on their feet. I really don't know what was going on in the choir loft behind me; as I was hearing crying and feet and praying in the spirit. God's arms of love were wrapping around His people.


I'm so blessed to think that it's not just me standing up on stage Sundays. As a little girl, my mom and dad took me to church everytime the doors were open. Some summer weeks I went to stay with my Mom's parents. Grandma would be at the piano and Pappy on the guitar in their home church in Maryland. Pappy called me up to sing with him playing the guitar. I don't even remember how old I was. They passed on their love for music to me and my mom and aunts and uncle. Aunt Sharon married another church pianist's son who plays guitar, Uncle Jimmy. Uncle Bob plays piano every Sunday leading worship with cousin Dana on the drums, and cousin Ryan on the guitar, and cousin Crystal singing too. My sister, Lena, let's not forget- is secretly singing on Wednesday nights for youth group with "Rickey and the Band". I haven't been home to Pennsylvania on a Wed. to hear that hot, rockin' group yet. We must be decendants of the tribe of Judah, right? I have roots and wings to sing praise. Thanks, family. I hope you feel I'm right there with you, just like always.