When you come onto our website to our Praise & Worship Section or listen to us broadcast on the radio or via the internet, my deepest desire is that you know you have stepped into the presence of the Lord. He is working through us to reach you, his children.
When we get into the presence of God, things change in our life. It's an undeniable experience. God can meet any need we have, but we have to come into His presence. The Bible says: "Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you." We have to do our part first and seek after Him, and an important step in seeking after God is our worship.
Worship is not something we do once or twice a week when we happen to be sitting in a pew somewhere; it's a lifestyle, a habit, an attitude of our heart. Worship is not just something we do; it's part of who we are. The Bible encourages us to keep God's praises continually in our mouth.
Praise and worship is not only music. It's our conversation with God when we're driving to work. It's our encouraging words when we're on the phone with a friend. It's a note of appreciation to a co–worker or neighbor. Worship should be part of our everyday life.
Six years ago, I experienced a devastating accident that left me with a traumatic brain injury. I was considered a very bright, cheerful individual with a near photographic memory. I lost all of that, and couldn't even remember my telephone or social security number. When friends and co-workers called to check on me sometimes I couldn't remember who they were. It felt very overwhelming and very discouraging, and I wondered if my brain power might be a thing of the past. Sometimes back then, I even thought that I had dementia.
I couldn't bring myself to tell my parents in Jamaica, what was happening to me, as they would worry waaay too much, so I begged my daughter not to make a mistake and let it slip how badly I was injured or how slow my recovery really was. I avoided any lenghty conversations, so my mom who is sharp couldn't pick up on my illness...My dad was very ill, suffering from end stage lung cancer. As I was his special daughter, I did not want him to start worrying about me. I couldn't give him any added pressure. I avoided talking to him as much as possible, because we were close, and he would definitely pick up that something was very wrong with me.
Well, he realized something was wrong, because he sensed that I was trying to avoid talking with him. My mom suspected I might be ill, but I wouldn't stay on the phone long enough for her to question me too much. She gave me words of encouragement even though I was not letting her in too much. Every day was a struggle, but I am always a praying person, and I always put God first. It was a really difficult time though, as I couldn't work and I started to feel sorry for my situation.
I knew God had a plan for my life, because that was the only way I survived that accident. Yes, he humbled me with the memory loss and made me go into some deep reflection. I realized that just because things aren't what I would like them to be, I could still flourish in what God called me to do. So, I rededicated my life to Him completely.
Yes, I had to cut some people off, because when you want to walk with God, not everyone is up for the long journey. You cannot walk with anyone who is going to weigh you down and not be supportive. I had to relocate some people to the balcony of my life. I can still love them from a distance. This was a time for me to seriously reconsider who continues to occupy the front row of my life. I needed people there who would understand, when I needed help to hold me up when I feel like I am falling.
I also had another choice: Do I stay discouraged and live a life of defeat? Or do I rise above my circumstances and look to God to restore what the devil has taken? I decided I was going to serve the Lord no matter what and bless Him in spite of my bleak circumstances. When I made that choice, I began experiencing a relationship with Him like never before. I developed such a deep connection of love for Him that I couldn't keep my praise and adoration to myself!
I asked one of my friends who has passed on now to be with out Father, to take me to church with her one night. She took me to a different church where she said a Spiritual Healer was visiting that night. I am glad she did.
During the service which was quite noisy for my head, someone asked us to give a seed offering. I wasn't working and had a mortgage, but I wrote a check for one hundred dollars. My friend asked if I could afford it and I told her God will give it back to me. I cannot remember her name, but the Woman of God came down from the pulpit and came and placed her hand on my head. I couldn't believe the Holy Spirit showed her my predicament. One touch..ten seconds maybe and I was healed. Yes, I got my healing from what the Neurologist called 'Post Concussive Syndrome'. I didn't feel like I had dementia anymore.
Praises of Praise, that same week after the Neurologist declared me fit to drive, one of my very best friends, took me to a Volvo dealership to pick a 'safer' car... My Camry was totalled in the accident. I am still driving that blessed Volvo. Praise God. Praise God, Praise Be to God. I told my friend who took me to church that night, 'see what God can do when you trust in him, and is faithful? He gave me back the hundred dollars and so much more. God is so good my friend!
Well, I lost my Math skills..because I was a math wiz, but I gained substantially in the writing department. As you can see, I don't write that badly. God did that because he wanted me to get to this point where I could communicate with his people through the written word. Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
Over and over, I'd remember my parents and friends words of encouragement, and I began to speak them over my own life: "I have purpose. I have destiny. I have a mission." Even though I was not sure what my mission was, deep down, I knew that God wasn't through with me, but keeping His praises flowing from my mouth kept my spirit encouraged. I couldn't perform my old job..it required too much math, but God made me pass my Board exam to become a Nurse. Yes, he wanted me in situations where I could minister to many more of his children. It has been a great blessing. This is my true 'calling'.
You can know God in this real, personal way yourself. Just turn to Him and begin a new relationship with Him today. When you begin each day with a heart of gratitude for His goodness and for who He is, you will live a life filled with praise and begin to experience the abundance of joy, hope and purpose that He has in store for you.
I am a living proof of His wonderous goodness, and love. You can experience it too.
UPDATE: 12/12/10: This is my birthday. I nearly didn't make it, because the devil does not like me working for God. He tried to take me out again a few times, and almost succeded a few months ago. I missed almost a month off work. But God is soooo good, and when you are faithful, he always comes through for you.
I have to thank Pastor Antoinette Rhoden of Word of Faith Healing Ministries, in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, for her healing touch. She is my best friend Donneth's pastor. Donneth told me about her healing touch, and introduced us at a prayer meeting. God had her lay hands on me, and I have never felt so good in years. All my dizziness and disorientation is gone. Headaches? What headaches? My healing is now complete. I am feeling so blessed. Thank you Lord.