Typically I don't write about Religion or Politics, but occasionally something will happen at church that I feel like I need to share. That is what happened this morning.
You see, I don't sing well. At. All. Therefore, I sing quietly. McD might be able to hear me, but that would be about it. Oh wait, he probably doesn't hear me either because he can't hear very well. What a blessing that is when he sits next to me at church. I used to wonder why in the world the people that don't sing well seem to always just belt it out. At first I thought that they are just very brave, because I would be very embarrassed.
Then it hit me. They are doing what should be done. We are there to praise God, and that is exactly what they are doing. They are not holding back, as I was, they are not embarrassed to praise and glorify God in song whether it is pitchy, or in tune. There is melody in our hearts and God knows it. He knows that we don't all have voices like some of the greats, he made us.
So next Sunday I am going to sing a little louder. Then I might sing a little louder the next Sunday as well. I hope to learn from those that belt it out.