This past Easter morning, I woke up humming a song I remembered Dolly Parton singing - He's Alive.
Of course, living in this high tech world of ours, I pulled up a performance of hers on Youtube and cried my way through that glorious song. The kids came down for the day and I shared it with them. I could not get it out of my mind and decided to purchase it on iTunes.
I listened to it on repeat that morning as I got ready for church and thought to myself in the shower, "Wouldn't it be great if they performed this song at second service today?" The worship music in second service is contemporary, so it was a possibility. But a longshot.
My husband and I usually attend second service after a Bible Study we enjoy during first service. However, I realized just as quickly that since there was no Bible study that day, we'd be attending first service.
They have beautiful, amazing music in first service. There's a great big choir that makes me feel as if I am truly surrounded by the praise of God. It's wonderful. But they don't, to my knowledge, do Dolly Parton.
Still, I was looking forward to worshiping Christ our risen Savior on that beautiful Easter morning no matter what they sang.
Later, standing in the sanctuary, surrounded by the praise of God, tears started streaming down my face as the choir performed, and we all sang along with, Handel's Hallelujah Chorus.
If more beautiful music has been written, I don't know it.
And all I had asked for was Dolly Parton.
Isn't that just like God?
In Acts Chapter 3, we get a story about a crippled beggar who just wants a handout. The Bible says he was crippled from birth.
When he saw Peter and John about to enter, he asked them for money. Peter looked straight at him as did John. Then Peter said, "Look at us!" So the man gave them his attention, expecting to get something from them.
Then Peter said, "Silver or gold I do not have, but what I have, I give you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, walk." Acts 3:3-6
Of course, he walked.
He had been looking for a little change, maybe enough for a meal, or even enough to get him through til the next day. What He received was a MIRACLE.
So is a church choir playing Handel on Easter a MIRACLE? Hardly.
But it sure did remind me that God loves us and wants to give us more than we could ever ask or imagine. (See Ephesians 3:20)
That he loves me at all is a MIRACLE.
That he further wants to give me more than I ask for is a MIRACLE.
The good news is, He loves you too. And He wants to give you more than you ask for. Let Him.