December 2, 2017
Saying, I will declare thy name unto my brethren, in the midst of the church will I sing praise unto thee. – Hebrews 2:12
This morning, I heard a church choir singing a song of praise to the Lord on the radio. It instantly reminded me of camp meeting and other times when I have been with a crowd of people lifting up their voices in praise to the Lord. It also reminded me of one of the hardest periods of time in my life.
It was a Sunday morning in May when I awoke unable to speak or sing! Eventually I was able to talk again, but it was five months before I could sing as I had before. Many times during those months, while sitting in church services, the tears would run down my cheeks as those around me raised their voices in praise. I wanted so much to sing! I would sing along in my heart, and mouth the words, but it was not the same.
As the days turned into weeks, and then months, I consecrated everything I could think of to the Lord. It became more important to me to do whatever the Lord wanted me to do than to ever sing another note. I asked the Lord to help me accept whatever He was trying to teach me, and help me to be content as I learned. My voice became even more consecrated to the Lord’s use than ever before, and I promised Him again that I would only use it for His glory and not my own.
It was never discovered exactly what caused my voice to leave, but just as suddenly as it left, it came back! Once again I was able to sing praise to the Lord in the congregation of the righteous.
When I sit in church these days, I still cry. Not because I cannot sing the notes, but because it is so precious to praise the Lord “in the midst of the church.”