Today my band met a goal we have been waiting on for almost
four years.
We have practiced in homes, hallways, parking lots, fellowship halls
and up two flights of stairs in what we like to call the “upper room” which is
simply a scarcely used classroom at a far corner of a church that is also used
as a storage room.
We have stuck together because we love to play music, and
because we have kept faith that there was a purpose for what we had to offer
beyond ourselves as individuals and our little group. Even when it looked like
there would be no one to hear our songs, we stayed together and soon found a place to play and a group to
embrace and encourage us. They were not from our home, but soon became our home
– Open Hands.
And now over a year later and four from the start of our journey
as a band our home congregation has welcomed us. In this current year we have played on average
360 songs for Open Hands and only 25 for them.
But today was a new beginning, and we now have the assurance of sharing our
music with them on a regular basis.
“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the
conviction of things not seen.” Heb 11:1
