Woah....I've always known harp to sound nice...but today was the first time hearing it live. And man....it sounds beautiful! A really nice instrument to have for as accompaniment in instrumentals...soothing to the soul indeed.
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A photo with Miss Harp...who's taller than me !
Check out the number of strings on it! I wonder how long does it take to tune it....(According to the lady, she can do it in 10mins...woahhhh)
But as the service continued...the testimonies kinda jumped at me...as I heard sharing of people in other countries expressing their worship and adoration in such manner...it made me question my own. I have my own issues, they have their own, yet their giving and expression of worship unto Him is so....free, unrestrained. I was humbled.
The speaker's sharing, was like a blanket of comfort, covering me. As she shared about her experience with outside persistence with tongues, it reminded me of my own experiece and struggle with the issue of tongues when I had just become a christian years ago at Sec 2.
As she weaved her sharing around the main topic of 'wise persistence'...the need to persist under His leading....it suddenly reminded me of last sunday...where I sensed His nudging within. Last sunday as I seated myself after taking communion...as I quietened before Him...I suddenly sensed Him telling me deep within my heart...
"Don't give up."
It immediately brought about a great sense of peace and stillness. But then...it struck me a moment later... Give up?? Why would He say this to me? It made me realise and question... Have I been running? Have I actually given up the sense of hope deep within me despite the things I do and tell myself on the surface? After all that disappointment and helplessness.....has something within me died? Is there still a dream to look and work towards to? Have I come to the point of saying, "I don't dare to..." ?
He reveals the conditions of hearts doesn't He. Yet I never imagined in this manner.
"Don't give up."
Though the fig tree may not blossom,
nor fruit be on the vines;
though the labor of the olive may fail,
and the fields yield no food;
though the flock may be cut off from the fold,
and there be no herd in the stalls—
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will joy in the God of my salvation.
The LORD God is my strength;
He will make my feet like deer’s feet,
And He will make me walk on my high hills.
To the Chief Musician. With my stringed instruments.
Habakkuk 3:17-19
