>I'm sitting in church right now after finishing band practice over an hour early.
I can honestly say that of all the things that bring joy in this world, playing music fills the top position among my extensive list. This brings to my mind a few thoughts.
The first of which is the importance of finding that thing that brings joy to you. I know that we are supposed to find all joy in the Lord, but what if finding joy in the Lord is doing the things that the Lord has called you to do, for His purposes? I don't even have to be playing worship music and it is an act of worship to Him. I think that that's the trick to bringing HIM joy through the things that he has allowed us to enjoy doing... This is the reason that there are an exorbitant amount of people feeling unfulfilled and empty and lost in a huge, purposeless world. The timeless question of why do we even exist can be answered in one word: Joy.
I urge you to find the things that bring you up to this level as well. To find those moments where what you're doing you would feel comfortable doing any time anywhere, for any reason whatsoever whether it's playing guitar, designing computers, rebuilding engines, collecting bugs, teaching, loving, providing... whatever. And whatever it is that you're doing, constantly give thanks to God for the ability to do them, because everything we have comes from God.
Last night at work, one of my co-workers touched me in a way that I am positive he didn't intend. He went to a table to sing happy birthday to a customer, came back to the Takeaway room, not really thinking anything of it. He made some off handed comment about how he wouldn't have done anything for that particular server but because he loved singing, he did it anyway. Well, as the family made its way out the door a little girl, probably no older than 7 stopped, turned around and looked him straight in the eyes. "You sing really good, mister." Brandon immediately was awestruck by the little girl's appreciation and said something really simple, not directed at me or the walls or the camera or hidden microphones or anything, but said "Thank you, Lord for my voice. I don't always appreciate it but thank you for letting me keep it anyway."
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get all preachy. But when it comes down to it, everything we do proclaims only one name. Either God's or somebody else's. I might as well scream His while I still have the ability, right?