The servent. The master musician.

The master musician raises his pick and bows his head. "With this pick o God i pray that you take this heart of mine. And put it in your sancuary. Protect it from the ravages of this world. Let it feel free to come to you completely secure. Yet totally aware of your power. Father let this hand play the music which has been written by you through me. Let this voice cause the earth to stand still and The heavens to break out in praise. God i cannot play this concert without your help. In fact i cannot even begin unless you take total control of this body. Father. My friend and Leader Let me honor you here and now. In the name of the true Master Musician i pray amen."
Guitar tuned. EADGBE. heart surrendered. ready. He signals for the curtain to be drawn. The curtain split open like the two halves of his body. One saying HIS and other other demanding sinister victory. The battle begins. "Thank you for hearing me" The master musician prays. With a surge of adrenaline like an avalanche screaming down the mountain the master musician surrenders.
Everything. Totally and completely.

Down Down Up. Down Down Up. Em. G. D. Am. He plays. The master musician he lets go, no longer is it him playing. no that was long long ago. A distant life. It is now God playing through him. Him playing to God. A Holy dance full of magic and glory and awesome power.

Long ago the master musician would have tried to take over saying that it was him Not God who knew how to play best. But now he knows better. The master musician worships God with every stroke of his skilled hand. With every chord that he plays.

His vocal chords vibrate. His heart abandoned. no longer can he feel the power that once held him captive. He sings. "Holy God" he cries in perfect harmony.

The music reaches the ears of THE MASTER. His head turns from the angel that he was conversing with. "Hold on" he says smiling. "Listen"
"Worthy is the Lord" The master musician continues full of passion and truth.

The crowd surrounding the master musician joined in. They knew this song well.

Broken hearts were healed. Burdens removed. Souls freed. The crowd and master musician as one breathed in the Sweet Air. Drank deeply of the Living Water. They were filled with the spirit. They sung with a passion that caused the earth to stand still and The heavens to break out in praise. Yet the people didn't even notice. They were worshiping their God.
"O Praise Him" They cried.

The music hit a peak. " Hallelujah" The musician no longer could hear the instrument. Only the voice of the crowd. They were loud "He is Holy".

The song finished. But the crowd continued. "Amazing Grace how sweet the sound...". Deep into the night they sung. Never tiring. Ever getting louder. The MASTER was honored that night. All because of surrender of the master musician. HIS servant. All because of the dance between FATHER and son. MASTER and servant.

i tell you this story because i want you to know how great GOD is. He is so totally beyond anything and everything i can understand. God can take the normal, like music, singing, breathing, talking, even walking and turn it into something that is Glorifying. I am proof of that. My life was once "nothing special" but it has now become an awesome journey. Whatever it is you feel that God desires. Whether it be surrender. Worship. Prayer. Or just plain hang time. Give it to Him. I promise you it is soo worth it. and it will be something that you never regret.

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