Giving God the Glory

“Then, with hearts united, everyone will serve only Me, the LORD” – Zephaniah 3:9.

What inspires you to do good, or keeps you from the bad?  I was inspired when I met George at a wedding I went to.  I was telling him about my first album and its title – “Giving God the Glory” – when he said:  “I think that’s the most important thing, to glorify God in whatever you do.”

I confess I don’t always get it right, and it doesn’t always keep me from those things Richard was talking about (not sin necessarily, but works which, in the end, will just be burned up), but it has made me think more about glorifying God and ask myself some questions.  I think it’s been the greatest help with putting my life on the right track.  George has made an album himself now – “The Glad Surrender”, which is one of my favourites.  Proceeds go to a charity and I’d really recommend you buy it.

When a String Snaps

Well, this time last week I was on my way to the Compassion conference.  I’ve been pretty quiet about it, so as you can probably tell, I wasn’t keen.  There were 120 of us there, and in an effort to be informal, they sat us at round tables (about 4 or 5 people at each).  They put me on a table at the front with the worship-leader and 3 of the speakers.  I felt a bit like the odd one out, and people only seemed to talk to the group they were sitting with.

In the morning a pastor from a church in Northampton talked about how he wanted his church to sponsor a child for every child in their congregation.  About 90 children go there and they’ve got 76 Compassion-kids so far, so they’re well on the way to their goal.  In the afternoon, a lady called Damaris (a few years younger than me) spoke.  She once lived in Kenya and was sponsored herself through Compassion.  We watched a few DVDs of sponsors and their children (one featured our worship-leader on a trip to Uganda; he was obviously moved by it), and that was our day.

The first conference I went to was up north, and it might be my imagination, but I think they’re less reserved up there.  I seemed to meet and chat to more new people, and they seemed to cram more into the day.  The DVDs weren’t just about sponsors and their children; there were videos like this one with facts about poverty, which would have caught anyone’s attention, sponsors or not.  The main speaker (instead of putting the focus on what he was doing) concentrated more on God and His miracles in Haiti – so interesting eighteen months after the earthquake in Port-Au-Prince.

So do I regret going last week?  Well, no, because I did come away with something.  As the pastor from Northampton encouraged us to stand up for those in need (I.E. our sponsored children) and get on our knees for them in prayer, he said:  “We’ve got a girl in our church who’s ill with cancer.  She’s got weeks to live.  We’re praying for her that God would heal” …  He said that as they were praying, someone had a picture.  “The picture he had was like a web of strings, and every time we pray, one string snaps in half.”

I don’t know who your thoughts were with as you read that.  Family?  Friends?  Sponsored children?  But whoever you’re standing in prayer for, isn’t it good to be reminded that something’s happening every time we pray, even though we may not see it now?

If you’ve got something on your heart and would like someone to pray with you, please let me know in the comments.