Today I am posting an article written by a friend of mine. She wrote about her observation of The National Prayer Service and how she was touched by what she saw.
January 22, 2017
This has been a monumental week in the history of our country. While the people danced the night away…while the analysts examined every nuance… while the women rioted to give away their dignity and their freedoms… I watched.
It was quite a spectacle, full of rash promises and elation and despair and vitriol and wisdom. So much information. So much warfare.
And yet, for me, the most poignant moment came at a little publicized event… The National Prayer Service. The ceremony had been quite dull. Ponderous religiosity seeped through the musty air.
And then, a young blind girl with cerebral palsy sang “How Great Thou Art.” before our new President.
I sang along; the majestic old hymn rang out sweet and true.
And as the girl finished, Melania stood up.
In front of the esteemed dignitaries… In front of the lofty clergymen called to perform before our new President… she stood.
She didn’t care. She wiped away a tear and applauded.
One by one, those esteemed dignitaries… those lofty clergymen… began to rise and clap with her.
She didn’t take notice. She didn’t blink. Finally, she sat, and turning to her husband she said, “Wow.”
This woman is destined for greatness in the Kingdom. It is said she carries an Esther spirit. And I just believe that I saw her step into her new call this Saturday. I saw God put his hand out, bid her come… and she said yes. This is going to be an amazing 4 years.
How Great Thou Art
Oh Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds
Thy hands have made
I see the stars
I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout
The universe displayed
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How great thou art
How great thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
And when I think of God,
His son not sparing,
Sent Him to die,
I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden
gladly bearing He bled and died
to take away my sin
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How great thou art
How great thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
When Christ shall come
With shout of acclamation
And take me home
What joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow
With humble adoration
And then proclaim My God
How great Thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
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