"Today I've had a good talk with a friend while
we were devouring into our humongous serving of The New York burger. We just
stepped out of Gramercy theatre for Church service at Hillsong NYC and I was my
usual hungry self after NOT EATING for the whole day. As we were deep in our
conversation, I mentioned about my first love and how everything in the universe
seems to pull me back, without fail, towards it. You see, I fell in love with
God since I was 14 years old and then fell in love with music not long after. I
grew up in the church surrounded by our close circle of ministers, pastors and
fellow Christian believers. But it was not until summer of 2003 that I accepted
God as my Lord and my Savior. I also discovered a great love for singing, a
strong desire like no other. At that point in my life, at the very tender age of 14 I
was incredibly certain - I just knew that singing will always be a part of me no matter
what. The church has always been my voice coach and often my exuberant cluster
of cheerleaders. It’s amazing how completely unworthy I feel when I talk about
my faith. It’s a great humbling experience when a huge number of sinners come together
and celebrate the Grace of God; it’s a gathering of acceptance and joy.
Unspeakable joy as the song goes. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I love
being in love with my first Love.... everything else is just secondary."
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