The glittery neon lights faded to black on the biggest indoor concert stage in Hawaii leaving just enough light to see the performer putting on a knee-length black coat which subdued her glittery black dress.

As she moved to a standing microphone center stage, subdued spotlights hit the stage.

She stood, firmly planted. Acknowledging that we neared the end of the concert, she said, “As we wrap up this evening, there is one song I have to sing to you because God is my rock… and I love Him with all of my heart and I love all of you.”

Totally juxtaposed to her wildly glittery outfits and neon lights, she stood in that subdued spotlight and began to sing.

O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

 

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

 

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And lead me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow with humble adoration
And then proclaim, my God, how great Thou art

 

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

Her voice filled the arena with absolute power. I felt like her voice penetrated every cell in my body. Everything seemed to stop and worship with her for those few moments.

After I recovered from the initial awe of the impact of her voice and that song, I continued to feel and just watched. Here was a daughter of God who knew who she was. She worshipped her Father through the spiritual gifts and talents He’d given her and she’d developed. She stood there on that stage giving glory to Him. I worshipped with her.

I thought how delighted the Heavens must be with this beloved daughter who overcame so much and still stands and witnesses of God in her life.

A fleeting comparison thought crossed my mind. It basically sounded something like “Well, my offering isn’t that good…”

Instantly, I saw students in my seminary class standing individually on stage in the power of their gifts and talents. Some looked less comfortable than others, but each of their lights shone as brightly as the singer’s voice. I could see the beauty in talent diversity and the opportunity to shine on stage, and in life, with the talents and spiritual gifts the Lord gave them individually. I believed it for them. I could see it for them.

But could I see it for me?  I put myself on stage and felt it. I felt insecure in the lights. I felt vulnerable with thousands of eyes staring at me anticipating some gift that would glorify God.  What if I couldn’t? What if I wouldn’t?

Share Your Gift and Shine Your Light on Your Stage

We all are light and have light.

Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid.

 

Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house.

 

Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.

We all have a uniquely special gift and purpose.

Behold thou hast a gift, and blessed art thou because of thy gift. Remember it is sacred and cometh from above—

 

Behold, I do not condemn you…perform with soberness the work which I have commanded you.

 

Look unto me in every thought; doubt not, fear not.

 

Behold the wounds which pierced my side, and also the prints of the nails in my hands and feet; be faithful, keep my commandments, and ye shall inherit the kingdom of heaven.

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We are all standing on a stage right now looking out into the arena. Each of us has the choice to share our gifts and let our light shine. Are we holding back and barely reaching the first row? Or are we filling the room with our light and gifts?

As we stand bravely in the grace of Christ and fill the room, we invite others to worship our Father in Heaven with us!

And when I think of God, His Son not sparing
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing
He bled and died to take away my sin

 

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

How great Thou art! How great Thou art!

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