Despite no being musically inclined, it's not often that a song moves me. But as PK quietly sung the Spanish lyrics next to me, I noticed tears streaming down my face. This song is a weekly staple at the El Sembrador church service and I couldn't help but wonder if all my boys were singing the exact same words at that very moment. I'm pretty sure that I could even hear them if I closed my eyes. The move, the growing to-do list, the anxiety and the exhaustion seemed to have numbed me over the last few days. But in that moment singing "Holy, Holy, Holy" God re-ignited that something deep inside me...that little piece of my heart reserved for El Sembrador. I closed my eyes and thanked God for this little reminder of His gifts in my life. For the first time in a long while, I let the stresses of my little world disappear and sang with renewed spirit and joy in my heart. I am still exhausted, but I am also excited to see what God has planned for our futures and I have been reminded of His blessings of the past year.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Exhausted But Excited
At church on Sunday, I was exhausted from our move, achy from lifting boxes and overwhelmed with the work left to be done. We made our way to our seats and I plopped down unenthusiastically. I was almost certain that I would fall asleep before the pastor even finished the announcements. Then the first few chords of "Open the Eyes of My Heart" rang out and I was on my feet and singing at the top of my lungs (unfortunate for anyone sitting within the three rows in front of me).