What a weekend I’ve just had!
I was absolutely honored to be able to sing at a Women’s Retreat in Gatesville, Texas. THEN I got to sing in front of a group of lady’s at one of the Gatesville prisons. That was probably the best crowd I’ve ever had the opportunity to sing in front of. They sang along, clapped, AMEN’ed and praised with hands up and hearts open. It was truly and absolutely an evening I will never ever forget. This will be one of those things I put on my greatest times of my life list. God knows I want to be used by Him and this weekend, I believe I was truly working for Him.
My prayer is to continue this in my daily life no matter where I am, who I’m with or what is going on.
I was absolutely amazed at what God was doing in both places this weekend. The more I ask God to lessen me and make Himself greater and greater in all I do…the more I feel His mighty power. I know it’s always there, but when I humble myself, HE is more evident. He is my voice. He is the reason I sing. It is HIS gift that allows me to sing. When people hear my voice, I want them to hear HIM.
I’m still so pumped from the experience of this weekend! The women who were involved in both events blessed me so! Most of all, GOD BLESSED US ALL! I felt His constant presence and His absolute love.
I always enjoy working with my friend Tammy Whitehurst who made all this happen for me. We will be doing another event this coming Saturday as well–right here in my hometown. I am certain it will be an absolute blessing as well!
I’m truly blessed and honored to work for our Lord.
He ALWAYS shows us all (when we look…and we must keep looking) that BLESSINGS ABOUND!
I’ve blogged about my brother recently. (Jimmy Knox) He’s at home with Hospice care battling cancer. Today was a day filled with many phone calls and lots of visits. He was his normal self–joking with his friends and telling stories about memories I can barely, if at all, remember. He laughed out loud on more than one occasion. The medicine that has, at times, made his speech incomprehensible was held at bay today. It didn’t take over his brain or bind his lips. I am so thankful for today! The cancer is doing it’s wicked job. I hate it. But for now, my brother is doing all he can…keepin’ on keepin’ on. He ain’t dead! He ain’t done! He has hope for each breath and second that God gifts him.
Although some days have been so hard to watch, his HOPE is amazing to watch.
Many of his friends have reached out to ask me about him or tell me about their experience with him. They have all talked about how sweet of a friend my brother has been to them. I’m proud of him. I wanted to share the sweet, sincere description his friend Anthony Bonnette wrote about him today:
We all like to think that we are unique, that we’re not really like anybody else. We all like to think that we are still that same innocent kid from the yearbook pictures, just trapped in a grownup body. I think that way about myself. Jimbo however, was not like anybody I have ever known. He was a child for the whole 30 years I knew him, sometimes fussy, but almost always genuine and sweet. What always amazed me about Jim was his Hope. God blessed him with a never ending reserve of sweet, unrelenting belief in the promise of tomorrow. Soon, Jimbo will leave this world that has failed to deliver on almost any of it’s promises to him, but against all odds, his Hope remains. So when I think about my friend Jim, who has been a much better friend to me than I’ve ever been to anyone, when I think about his unabashed smile, when I remember his booming laugh, and when I am struck by the hollow blow of never seeing him again in this life, it is then that I remember his defining characteristic. And I Hope.