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The Girl and her Guitar


A week or so ago, several of us women were blessed by a girl and her guitar.

This girl has been gifted by the Lord with a beautiful voice, a sensitive heart and obvious skill with her instrument.

I have never experienced an evening quite like it.

She is allowing God to use her to minister to others in a beautiful way.

Let me set the stage. I got an invite (but did not read it thoroughly enough). It had to do with an evening of music. I love music and I had heard her sing and play before. Yes, I wanted to go.

We got to the venue. Again, I had not gotten the memo (my fault). My husband came with, but headed home (sorry Honey) when we realized it was a "girls only" event. Everyone was casual. The lights were low. They were all sitting on the floor. The girl with the guitar in the middle.

The plan for the evening was simple. And profound.

We were to just listen, we could pray or read Scripture aloud if we felt led to (just a couple did). She encouraged us to read, journal, just worship....

The only request was that at the end we just "leave", go home. Stay in fellowship with Jesus. This was to be a date night of sorts with our Savior. Just the two of us, while we were serenaded with love songs of worship and praise!

And how I needed that!

We all LOVE Jesus, right? We love to spend time reading, meditating, writing, studying, sharing, serving.

But I do not know when was the last time that I allowed myself to just "BE". To totally be a Mary and simply sit at His feet and drink in His Presence. To be immersed in His purity, His Holiness and His love.

That girl's soothing guitar and clear, melodic voice were like a transportation vehicle...taking us to His throne room.

She kept singing, one beautiful song after another.

I truly felt ministered to. I felt humbled and grateful.

It sounds a little unique I know. It was. For me anyway.

But it was an evening where God met us. I am sure we each had our own experience. We came with different needs. From different places.

But, I know that I for one, went home with a deeper love for my Jesus.

And richer yet, feeling more deeply loved by Him! Yes! More deeply loved!

I felt His loving hug as I pictured Him opening His loving arms and inviting me into His loving embrace.

I rarely if ever, allow myself to picture that, to sense that.

Thank you Jesus!

Thank you for the gift of the girl and her guitar!

(Her name is Madison:) )

                                                     






                                                




    

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