No one close to me was told about my return to singing for God because it wasn’t about me. It was about being able to offer my gift to him again without the limitations of the hurt and shame I sang with before Sunday. I took away something so amazing in those moments I stood before the people of God singing about the Lord, again.
God loved me. Not that I didn’t think He did before, it was just like He was there waiting to give me back a piece of myself I’d denied existed for so long I started to believe I wasn’t supposed to share my gift with anyone but Him. This Sunday July 1st, 2012 God completed the foundation to a work of restoration He started a while ago. I’m so excited this is only the beginning of the second half of the year. He’s not even done yet!