Confessions of an Unlikely Worship Leader: On Bearing Fruit
I didn’t lead worship at the healing rooms last week. I brought in a new person to lead instead.
I’ve been feeling really strongly lately that I should find people who are called to lead worship (but may not have a chance to do so in ordinary church services), and give them a chance to lead at the healing rooms and at the intercessory worship meeting I lead.
After all, I’m a pioneer. My job in the Body of Christ is to blaze the trail and take new ground, so that others can come behind me and occupy that ground. That’s just how God uses me.
Related: Letters To Pioneers: So You Wonder Where All The People Are?
So that’s what I did.
The guy that came did an incredible job. He sang and played keys. I played viola along with him at first, and then played djembe at the end. It rocked. The presence of the Lord, and the atmosphere of joy, peace, and healing was so intense. Words really can’t describe it.
I think God may be phasing me out, so He can move me on to building the next thing.
Even as He brings me new people to put in place, I still hope to stay involved. I never planned to be a worship leader, and I don’t claim to be any kind of singer. But for some odd reason, I really enjoy leading and I hope to continue doing so, at least once every few weeks.
But I’ve been working toward building something all this time, and it’s weird to suddenly see it come to fruition.
On Sunday mornings, I’ve been praying and wanting to build a powerful prayer meeting; and God has allowed me to do exactly that. I never worried about how many other people attended. God didn’t call me to build a big meeting. He just called me to be faithful to pray, and I have been. But all of a sudden, a bunch of people (including new musicians and worship leaders) are coming. It almost seems too good to be true.
Related: Don’t Give Up! A Harvest Is Coming!
Same thing on Monday nights at the healing rooms. God has graciously allowed me to pour myself for the last 13 months into pioneering the blending of worship and prayer. And all of a sudden, it’s exploding. I’m seeing fruit. The generations are coming together. New musicians (even more than the ones that have been with me all along) and worship leaders are coming.
I’m very thankful. Ecstatic, even. 🙂 It’s a huge blessing.
But it still feels weird, because I have so often labored on things that didn’t work. That didn’t bear fruit.
Which just reminds me that I can’t take credit for any of it. God is doing this. God is bringing the people. God is giving the fruit. And for some reason, He gives me the supreme pleasure of watching Him work.
I’m humbled by my Father. Thank You, Father, for allowing me to be a part of Your ministry.
Can you identify? Have you ever seen sudden fruit in your life, and been astounded by the work of God? I’d love to hear about it if so! Please leave a comment below.