Stephanie Pippett shared the below story with her Life Group. This is how she experienced God this week. How is your life with God?
Music has always been the most meaningful way for me to worship. I feel closest to God when I am praising Him through song. It is not surprising, therefore, that some of my fondest memories from youth group at Trietsch in middle school and high school were singing worship songs. I specifically remember the times on mission trips when everyone was sitting around a campfire with our tents behind us. I would gaze into the fire and then look up at the stars while singing songs like "Prince of Peace," "Open the Eyes of my Heart," "Heart of Worship," and "Here I am to Worship." When I sang those songs, I could feel God's love, His presence, and His awesomeness surrounding me and the world I live in.
In middle school we would end every youth session by standing in a huge circle while holding hands. We would sing a medley including "Sanctuary," "Search Me, Lord," and "Step by Step." After the songs, we would end with the passage in Numbers 6 that starts with "May the Lord bless you and keep you…" It was powerful!
Over 10 years later, as a new mom, I would rock my crying baby girl in the middle of the night and sing all of those worship songs slowly and soothingly to her. She would almost always calm down and listen intently. Those songs helped me to calm down too from the anxiety of lots of infant cries and little sleep. I could feel God's presence in her room with us.
Now, my daughter, Sarah is 4 years old and doesn't need to be rocked to sleep anymore. It was very unusual the other night when she was having a hard time getting to sleep. She had been crying for a while before Alex and I heard her (oops!). I went up and all she wanted was for me to crawl in bed with her and hug her. I took the opportunity to love on my little girl, who I know will not want to be hugged like that for much longer. As we were laying there, she kept whimpering. She was trying to stop crying, but she had gotten so worked up that it was difficult to control her breathing. I started singing those worship songs to her.
I went through the same worship songs that I had sung to her when she was a baby, the same ones I learned in middle and high school. She looked at me when I stopped and just said, "Thank you, Mommy. That really helped to calm me down." Then, she closed her eyes and started to fall asleep. I layed with her a little longer and tears started rolling down my cheeks. I was so thankful in that moment that I was able to pass the sense of peace and love from the Father that I learned from the Trietsch youth group onto my child.
I wonder if the worship songs are soothing to her because they're quiet and slow, if she somehow remembers hearing them as a baby, or if it's soothing because she can feel God's presence. Whatever the reason, I am so thankful for those worship songs and the power they hold to remind me of how awesome my God is and of the peace He can bring in the midst of chaos.