It was a financial storm; we had the “privilege” of paying the mortgages on three pieces of real estate for several years, and we were bleeding out financially. It was horrible–one of the deepest valleys through which I have ever walked.
That storm lasted so long that I honestly lost hope, in the middle of that valley, that things would ever get better. But I knew I had to survive it somehow, and I remember the day my attitude changed.
I was at church, and we were worshipping. I was playing djembe in the orchestra at that time. Our orchestra started playing “Wrap Me In Your Arms,” and suddenly I realized:
My God is worthy of my worship whether I like my life circumstances or not.
So I sat the djembe down, lifted both hands to heaven, and began to truly worship from my heart–despite the pain.
That moment will be sealed in my memory forever. It was a game-changer for me. [Read more…]