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Author’s Note: I first wrote this four years ago but it’s been on my mind of late and seems as fitting as ever, so I thought I’d share it here. Hope you enjoy.
Then, at the end of the service, the lights dimmed, and the pastor engaged in a sort of “question and answer” prayer session with God. He voiced a concern or doubt, speaking directly to God, and then, in turn, a verse would appear on the screen — one which spoke to the question. I don’t recall the pastor’s first query, but the responsive verse was: “Fear not: for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine.“And for some reason, that prompted me to think of the times I’ve called out to God in sadness or doubt, and “heard” (in my head – not in a big out loud GOD voice): “Be still, and know that I am God.” So I thought, “Okay, maybe that’s what I’m supposed to take away from today.” I thought on it a bit as the question-and-answer-prayer continued for a few minutes.
And then the pastor was quiet and the lights dimmed completely. And then, a blue spotlight illuminated a lone pianist on stage. And this is what he played:
I heard you, God. Thank you.
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