There's so much to be said about singing beautiful praise songs with a room full of people who are equally adamant in expressing their faith. Talk about goosebumps in your arms and butterflies in your stomach. I'm not the type to make a hard sell about my faith (although incidentally the SE14 weekend is just around the corner but that's a different story), but cultivating it with things I do with and for the apostolate, everyday just seems to be a big gift just waiting to be opened - that's why it's called the present!
Before writing my thesis proposal and the SE14 Harana script, I prayed that I be given focus to work for hours on end, guidance to act on the proper inspiration and translate the right thoughts into words. Worship songs were played over and over in the background as I worked in front of the computer, ignoring the fast ticking of the clock and all the other distractions around. And true enough, I finished, with enough time left even. And as I skimmed my masterpieces, I can't help but think, "Did I actually write this?" It was I that just typed it, but it all came from Him. And those words of exaltation sung over and over just never seem to be enough for the rest of the wonderful things that He has done for me even without my prodding. How overwhelming is that?
I can firmly attest how things have gotten much easier to accomplish if I lift it up to Him first. What's there to lose anyway if you do?
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