Read: Lamentations 1:1-2:22, Philemon 1:1-25, Psalm 101:1-8, Proverbs 26:20
I will sing of your love and justice, Lord. I will praise you with songs. (Psalm 101:1)
Relate: There is something holy about the morning shower. I don’t know, maybe it is just me. Most of the time I don’t have the greatest voice in the world. I’m not saying I sound terrible. I can keep a key. I can carry a tune. But you won’t find me holding the microphone singing out songs for an audience very often. I won’t be putting out an album anytime soon. I actually did take a voice class in high school and was required to do a solo in front of the school band and choir for my final. I got a “C” on that solo. Average. I think that’s a pretty fair description of my voice most of the time. But not when I’m in the shower. There is something divine about that location and when I lift up my voice from that place, heaven stops to listen.
React: Truth is, God is far more concerned with the genuineness of our praise then with the quality of our voice. It doesn’t matter if we sing as beautifully as Norah Jones or as… interestingly as Biz Markie. What matters is the state of the heart from which that song arises. We might, here on earth have a prison voice. We are behind a few bars and we can’t find the right key. But when our song is heard through the filters of heaven, it is a beautiful song of freedom. So let us sing it out. In the shower, in the car, with a crowd, walking down the street, or standing in line to buy our groceries, let us raise up the song of the redeemed. Heaven will stop to listen.
Respond:
God, hear my song. Let me never be afraid to sing it. Wherever I am, whatever I am doing, let a song of love for You flow out of my heart and through my life into the world around me.
THE RIVER WALK 
Nice post, there is something wonderful of the morning shower for singing. I do confess that this is something I struggle with, think about my voice as I sing the praises of God. I have to remind myself always “To obey is better than sacrifice” if I sing like an angel that does not mean it honors God, but having a heart that desire to sing God’s praise is what it should be about. Thanks for this.
LOL – when I was small I once said to God “sorry I dont have a nice voice when I sing to You!”
I know a number of people who could get rich if they could record in a shower. God loves the voices of praises–no matter where they are when they are sung!
Reblogged this on maryhallrayford and commented:
For everyone who thinks they cannot sing!
Loved reading this post! I can totally relate, except my stage is in my car on my way to work. I say my prayers and I sing my heart out! I know God loves hearing my song. 🙂
Reblogged this on RG's 2 Cents and commented:
On behalf of all the average singers of the world, ‘Thank you’.
Very nice post. Truth about singing from the heart!
There really is something about the shower, isn’t there? And not just for singing, but conversing with the Lord, too. Maybe it’s partly due to showers being one of those private moments? Unless, of course, the kids or your spouse are calling to you through the door. [chuckle]
Very nice post! Blessings, Natalie
I love to sing, the problem is when I do I am so touched by the Holy Spirit that I weep. So much so that I cannot sing the song all the way through! It is not every song that touches me this way, but most. I do love being touch with the Holy Spirit but I would like to hear any solutions on this as I would love to sing in my church choir.
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loveee this.
A “joyful noise” is all the Lord asks of us. Hallelujah! I loved this bit, by the way: We might, here on earth have a prison voice. We are behind a few bars and we can’t find the right key. I long to hear music in heaven. It’s going to put Bose to shame, I think!
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This is very sweet. I like that heaven stops to listen. 🙂
Let’s assume that the bathroom is my stage, the soap my microphone and the dropping of water, the sound of clapping hand…but that’s only an assumption. In reality, the world is my stage, I don’t need a microphone & God is my only audience. wink*
Great post, bless your darling heart. peace&love.xo