The Power of Words

It's kind of been an ongoing joke in my family that I'm a terrible singer. And I definitely was bad when I was younger. But the thing is...it was funny for a while. Now it just makes me want to work harder at singing well. So I do. I love music so much. I desire to be able to sing anywhere at any time and not have to think...ugh...I know I'm a terrible singer, I shouldn't be singing in front of these people. Ah. But I love singing. I love singing loudly. I love worshipping with everything I have in me. So I do. Even though I may not have a great voice, I sing with all I've got.
Here's where the power of words comes in: This morning at church we were singing worship songs. After the first song, the man that was standing in front of me turned around and said, "You have a beautiful singing voice. I could hear you singing behind me." Whoa. See the thing is, he has no idea how much that meant to me. His words were such a blessing to me this morning. I don't even know this man very well. I know of him. But we're not buddies. He had no obligation to compliment my singing. But he did. And that was how he showed me love this morning. So, Mark, if you're reading this, thank you. Thank you for saying just a few words that made my day.
The power of words: you never know when a word of encouragement is exactly what someone needs.