Thoughts on Venturing Outward...

Today, I'm just going to write from the heart.  No fancy pictures or videos...just conversation.

I've posted a lot of memories about the recent trip to Grand Turk and as I've looked through all the pictures and watched the videos my heart longs to be back there.  The presence of the Lord was so strong with us from start to finish.

I remember walking through the security checkpoint at my local airport only to find out that my flight had been delayed and then given a voucher to have lunch while I waited.  Rather than getting frustrated by the delay, I walked around, strolling in and out of the different shops and chatted with some of the people who worked there.  Some asked where I was going and as I shared with them, so many were quick to share their faith with me.

My husband was a little nervous about me traveling into Miami alone, but at the Birmingham airport, 2 gentlemen approached me with beautiful smiles and asked if it was my first trip to South Florida.  We had a lively conversation and again, I shared what I was going to be doing and they both were quick to share their faith with me as well.  One of them was from Cuba and another was a native of Miami.  They sat across from me on the plane and when we got there, both were so kind as to show me the way to go to pick up my baggage and catch a cab to the hotel.  I never felt afraid.  Even the cab driver was a Christian - a sweet man who openly shared his faith with me and played Christian music in his cab on the way to Ft. Lauderdale.

On the way home, similar instances happened.  A delay at the airport gave me the opportunity to visit a little longer with some other members of the Metro Big Band who were also delayed.  At the Atlanta airport, I was eating lunch and a kind gentleman asked if he might sit beside me and before long before we were talking about the goodness of the Lord and he prayed for our safety in traveling back home Then sitting at the terminal, a sweet flight attendant sat beside me and it didn't take long before we were talking about the Lord again and a little Alabama football too - which always makes me happy!

Sometimes God may call us out of our comfort zones in our very own homes.  He may ask us to care for an aging parent or sick loved one or a small infant as something we've never done before.  He may put us in a workplace with unbelievers or difficult co-workers.  He may allow financial hardship or relationship storms to come our way.  But if we're willing to trust Him and give over our anxieties and hurts during these seasons, our faith will grow stronger and our knowledge of His presence will be deeper - and the stories we can share will help others along the way.

Sometimes God will invite us to pray out of our comfort zones.  He will give us situations and opportunities that cause us anguish in praying.  Cancer, Alzheimer's Disease, wayward children, unexplained illnesses, deaths, losses and more can drive us to our knees...but He is there.  We need to venture outward especially in our prayers because it's there that intimacy with our Heavenly Father is found.

Venturing outward is hard and can be dark and scary.  Letting our guard down is risky, especially if we've been wounded deeply.  Forgiveness of wrongs done is painful.  But God is there...drawing us closer each time we walk boldly in faith with Him.  Venturing out can also be refreshing - a time of renewal.  For me, this last trip was exactly that.  There was testing and stretching and on some things I didn't quite pass but on other things I spread my wings more than ever before and I found that to be exhilarating!  I want more than ever to learn from the tests I didn't quite pass and try again and then build on those amazing successes and do more!

Someone once said that if God calls you to do something that scares you -- do it scared!  I know in my own walk with Him, there have been lots of scary moments. But when I know my brothers and sisters are praying and when I earnestly seek Him too, I find that even the scariest moments become filled with His presence. Do they go away?  Rarely.  Is there always a happy ending?  Sometimes.  But the blessing is always a deeper walk with the Lord.

I think the point of all this rambling is this...If God leads us to go out of our comfort zone to follow Him (and He will!) - and if we obey Him in it - He will go with us as He promises.  We should never worry.  The destination may be in our homes or just to the grocery store or the post office or it may be completely around the world - but if He calls us - He is going to be there with us.  I think that's why I love these opportunities so very much...it's always a great opportunity to see just what the Lord will do.

So today if you find yourself at a place where you could venture outward or pull inward, let me encourage you to take the outward path.  You may not have a choice in the matter -- you may be knee deep in venturing outward and not enjoying it all -- if that's the case, let me encourage you to seek the Lord and ask Him what can be learned in this season and look for His presence there. He is so faithful - and He will send others to stand with you - but you must be willing to let them. Seek Him today, dear friend...and know that He will meet you right where you are.

To anyone who writes, plays, performs or just loves music...

I will post the final entry of the mission trip later this week (I hope), but this article grabbed me early this morning and has held tightly to my heart today...just wanted to share it with you...enjoy!

This is from "Helen Keller: The Official Fan Page" on Facebook:

Helen Keller wrote the following letter to the New York Symphony Orchestra in March 1924. Here's how she describes listening to Beethoven's "Ninth Symphony" over the radio:

“Dear Friends:

I have the joy of being able to tell you that, though deaf and blind, I spent a glorious hour last night listening over the radio to Beethoven’s “Ninth Symphony.” I do not mean to say that I “heard” the music in the sense that other people heard it; and I do not know whether I can make you understand how it was possible for me to derive pleasure from the symphony. It was a great surprise to myself. I had been reading in my magazine for the blind of the happiness that the radio was bringing to the sightless everywhere. I was delighted to know that the blind had gained a new source of enjoyment; but I did not dream that I could have any part in their joy. Last night, when the family was listening to your wonderful rendering of the immortal symphony someone suggested that I put my hand on the receiver and see if I could get any of the vibrations. He unscrewed the cap, and I lightly touched the sensitive diaphragm. What was my amazement to discover that I could feel, not only the vibration, but also the impassioned rhythm, the throb and the urge of the music! The intertwined and intermingling vibrations from different instruments enchanted me. I could actually distinguish the cornets, the roil of the drums, deep-toned violas and violins singing in exquisite unison. How the lovely speech of the violins flowed and plowed over the deepest tones of the other instruments! When the human voices leaped up thrilling from the surge of harmony, I recognized them instantly as voices more ecstatic, upcurving swift and flame-like, until my heart almost stood still. The women’s voices seemed an embodiment of all the angelic voices rushing in a harmonious flood of beautiful and inspiring sound. The great chorus throbbed against my fingers with poignant pause and flow. Then all the instruments and voices together burst forth – an ocean of heavenly vibration – and died away like winds when the atom is spent, ending in a delicate shower of sweet notes.

Of course this was not “hearing,” but I do know that the tones and harmonies conveyed to me moods of great beauty and majesty. I also sense, or thought I did, the tender sounds of nature that sing into my hand-swaying reeds and winds and the murmur of streams. I have never been so enraptured before by a multitude of tone-vibrations.

As I listened, with darkness and melody, shadow and sound filling all the room, I could not help remembering that the great composer who poured forth such a flood of sweetness into the world was deaf like myself. I marveled at the power of his quenchless spirit by which out of his pain he wrought such joy for others – and there I sat, feeling with my hand the magnificent symphony which broke like a sea upon the silent shores of his soul and mine.” The Auricle, Vol. II, No. 6, March 1924. American Foundation for the Blind, Helen Keller Archives.

They That Wait Upon the Lord - Part 3 - GRAND TURK!

Hi there!! I hope you are enjoying the journey recap!  Thanks for hanging out here for a bit...

I left you last time on the Lido Deck after a lively midday concert aboard the Carnival Ecstasy. We were on our way to the beautiful island of Grand Turk and couldn't be more excited about the opportunities that were unfolding...turns out, God was preparing the way even at dinner that evening!

Cruise ships have a great way of connecting people.  Dinner is served at large tables in close proximity to other tables so it's a great way to meet other shipmates. Because we were a large group, some of us were seated back to back at 2 large tables and then others were seated at large tables in another location. We shared wait staff and fun conversation with others surrounding us and could freely visit the other tables while waiting on the different courses to be served.

Tuesday night was formal night - which meant dressing up a little more than the accepted casual attire but not necessarily in formal wear.  Our group had another shipboard concert, so most of us were already dressed and ready in our black and sparkles!  We cleaned up well for a gnarly band of players, if I say so myself!

The table where I was sitting was a fun table!! We were so blessed to have Gina and Chris Z.(pictured in front) sitting with us, who were from New Jersey and also comedian, Bone Hampton sitting across from us.  Bone moved back and forth from our table to his, bringing much laughter wherever he happened to sit.  

The BEST table EVER!
Gina and Chris are the first ones pictured!

Gina could be a comedienne herself.  At one of the other tables, Mark (Trumpet/Band Mgr) and Belinda B. (Piano) were sitting with a couple (Ronnie and Susan T.) from Memphis that they knew who were passengers on the ship.  Mark shared our ministry plans for the day on Grand Turk with them and Ronnie mentioned that he had been praying for an opportunity to preach or share the gospel somewhere during this cruise.  Mark's jaw dropped.  God had dropped an evangelist in our midst!  Not just an evangelist - but someone whose specific call was to inner city ministry with experience speaking with teens!  He asked Mark if he and his wife could join us and if he might share a short message if there was time.  Mark was elated and when we all heard the news we were thrilled!

God also gave us another lovely connection later in the evening as we prepared for another outdoor concert.  This time it was for a ballroom dancing workshop with the Palmers, who were on the speaker roster for the "Love Like You Mean It" cruise agenda. Meeting them was such a blessing!  Our bandleader, Bob F., had some time to sit with them to get a feel for how they wanted the session to go and then they came up to introduce themselves to us.  To our surprise, we saw a familiar face!  This lovely lady standing before us, was that same lovely lady who danced in worship earlier in the day!  She shared how much she loved our music and how she couldn't help but dance in freedom in the season that God had just brought her through.  

This is one of my favorite pictures -
Tracy and I chatting just before
the couples took the dance floor.

She and I had a few moments to talk as well and we discovered that we were the same age and that God had brought us through a sifting season into the freedom of our Jubilee year at the same time!  Such a beautiful connection!  I believe one of our Lord's favorite things to do is connect his children together! Embracing my sister in Christ and finding these things in common with her was just the beginning and to laugh and chat with her sweet husband was great fun too!! Turns out, turning 50 is a great thing - especially when shared with people who love Jesus!

The practice session was recorded music and our "live" session was mostly instrumental, so I had the privilege of watching the couples dance the night away, many learning to dance together for the very first time.  It was captivating! There was a young couple, likely expecting their first child, dancing the jitterbug with finesse and then another young couple, tattooed with brightly dyed hair (the husband had a mohawk!), they were a little awkward but having fun.  There were senior adult couples learning to foxtrot and swing and even some of our own band mates gave it a try! Some who were learning would get frustrated and try to walk away and others would dig in and just try harder but the Palmers were so fun and patient and encouraged everyone to enjoy the journey.  I think the best part about it all was that on the dance floor nothing mattered -- fitness level, size, ethnicity, age, economic status - nothing -- all that did matter was the connection these couples made with one another and it was a beautiful thing to watch!  I applaud all those who gave it their best shot with lead feet and no rhythm -- it was just amazing! Stuart and Tracy - I love ya -- Thank you for the lessons you taught about the foxtrot -- now every time I catch the rhythm I scoot and skip in my memory!! 

The evening was late and Grand Turk was before us so once we broke down the set we all headed to bed for a few hours of sleep! 
I woke up very early on Wednesday morning to a beautiful sun rise and enjoyed watching the ship sail toward the dock.  I prayed for the Lord to bless our day in such a way that what we would experience would reveal His glory and all would know that He was there in our midst.  I prayed He would speak through our music and words and that He would be magnified and that lives would change...get ready...there must have been a lot of folks praying that same prayer!

There was a little mystery surrounding this day because our contact person on the island had actually been in the United States for a while. Mark hadn't spoken with him and wasn't quite sure how or where we'd be connecting with him to find out where/when we'd play the concert.  Isn't this great!?!  I know that you all must be under the impression that all these plans are laid out perfectly and planned properly in advance...and they are - but in God's timing not ours!  Humanly, we just never completely know - at least that's been my experience!

We had planned to send a search party early off the ship to see if Alvin, our guide, would be there to meet us or if he had someone there to represent him.  The rest of us waited on board, instruments and sunscreen in hand for word as to our next assignment.  

Mark and Alvin

Alvin came through and sent a group of guys as his representatives to meet us.  We hurried off the ship, posed for a few pictures and then proceeded through the security gate to start the day.  There were 3 or 4 church vans waiting and some beautiful smiles to greet us.  The people of Grand Turk were so glad to see us and many in the marketplace said they wished we would do a concert there after we finished at the church!  We had no idea what to expect because it was a work day/school day but God knew.

Driving to the church gave us the chance to see a little bit of the island and learned that the population ON the island was about the same as the number of people ON the ship!  4000 people!  To travel the island completely would be an 8 mile round trip and John Glenn's space capsule landed in the ocean there way back in the day and gas is over $6.00/gallon!  

Hurricane Katrina wiped out most of the dwellings and businesses on Grand Turk back in 2008 and the rebuilding process has been slow but they are taking the time to do it right and what they've done so far is beautiful! 

Grand Turk is a Christian nation with about 8 to 10 churches there...but there are many lost people living there, too. Tourism is their primary industry and the cruise lines are the major feeder. Palm trees and picket fences line the beach side and the buildings are bright and colorful. The ocean is blue green and clear and the divers find the sea life to be quite lovely. Wild donkeys hang out on the roadside and are friendly but shy...not aggressive at all.    It's just beautiful -- GRAND, really!

Upon our arrival at Salem Baptist Church, we were greeted by the Pastor and a few of the ladies who served to make our visit there comfortable.  The church was just beautiful! 

Our drummer, JW and the future
drummers of Grand Turk!

Pastor Chris told us that he really had no idea how many people were coming.  They thought our concert was on Saturday and had planned for it to be a very large community gathering - but he said he knew God would send the ones He wanted there. Alvin shared that all the school children would be coming over. The first to arrive were the high school students.  They were so polite and friendly, dressed in their crisply neat uniforms. The little ones came later and they all captured our hearts immediately as you can see!

We had the best time!  One of the As the music started, some of our support team members could hear the children singing along. 

When I got up to sing the first song, it was my turn to introduce "Blue Skies".  I rarely remember what I say when I do these things, but I remember drawing in the beauty of their island and how God made these things for us to enjoy.  
 
When I started singing the kids stood up and started shouting and praising and singing along!! IT WAS THE BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD!!!  The connection was made and at that moment we all bonded as musicians and audience.  

There are no words to describe how we all felt...all I can say is when I turned around and looked at our band leader - he mouthed to me - "Amy, I'm crying!" and I said back to him, "I am, too!".  I found out later that it wasn't just the two of us -- it was ALL of us!




When we finished our portion of the concert, Mark invited Pastor Ronnie up to share a short message.  I knew it would be special, but had no idea just how much.  He didn't need a podium and he didn't speak fancy, church language.  He spoke from the heart.  He looked those beautiful faces in their eyes and asked them to consider what their eternity was worth.  He shared a story about his lovely wife, Susan, who gave her heart to Jesus when she was a child.  She grew up in church and thought everything was just as it should be until a revival that Bro. Ronnie preached in their community.  It was this same message that he preached and she began to seek God about the truth of what had happened to her as a child.  Was her experience real or was she really saved for all eternity?  She began to wonder and question to the point of sleeplessness.  After some questions and lots of prayers, Susan came to the place where she was sure that she needed to ask Jesus to be her Savior once and for all.  

I must tell you that hearing Ronnie's simple truths and honesty about Susan's situation was very moving - but there was something more.  I began to listen to the children behind me - many were crying and there was a young man directly behind me who was sobbing.  I was moved to tears myself.  It was such a beautiful moment because we were on the verge of seeing young people all over the sanctuary giving their lives to the Lord forever.  I can't begin to put into words how that room felt at that moment.  The Lord was right there with us.  Ronnie gave an invitation for anyone to make their decision public by standing and well over 200 kids stood -- we don't know whether every one who stood was sincere or not in their decision but what we do know is that many, many of them were and for those who just followed the crowd, we claim that a seed was planted and pray that it will grow on fertile soil and that at the right time the Lord will harvest yet more lives for the Kingdom of God.

We had a chance to visit and take pictures after the concert ended and then we had a few hours to spend on the island enjoying its beauty and bounty of goods, food and friendly residents.  On our way back into town, one of the merchants stepped out of the store and asked how everything went -- I told her that at least 100 kids accepted Christ as their Savior and she put her hand in the air and said, "Oh! I hope one of them was my son!" ...and yep, you guessed it - I was a puddle again.  I told her I hoped so too!

God is so good -- He loves for us to use the gifts that He gives us -- spiritual, talents, intellect, athleticism, etc...especially when we use them for His glory.  It brings Him joy when we praise Him and the angels erupt in song and praise when we proclaim Jesus as our Lord and Savior for all eternity.  I believe it was a happy day in Heaven that day -- I know it was a happy day on Grand Turk for a band of musicians, an evangelist and his sweet wife, a pastor, youth minister, townspeople and some great kids, too!  

I know I'm still smiling!  Are you?

They That Wait Upon the Lord - part 2

"They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint." Isaiah 40:31

Thanks for coming back - this one has taken much longer to write than I planned -- so much to tell - but wanted it to be something that would hold your attention.  This installment is about trusting God -- we thought we had a plan of action and a schedule and it all seemed great but God had much different plans for us -- we didn't quite have the same map He did...but His ways are always best!

We pick up on Sunday afternoon February 9, 2014 -- After our wonderful experience in Ft. Lauderdale, we loaded the bus to transfer over to the beautiful Miami Airport Hilton where we would spend the evening awaiting our transport to the Carnival "Ecstasy" the next day.  Upon arrival, our rooms weren't quite ready so we enjoyed each other's company spending some down time hanging out in the lobby.  Here's a view from my room:

Once everyone got checked in a large group of us ventured out to a popular restaurant near the airport called the 94th Aero Squadron Restaurant (http://www.94thmiami.com/). It was so good and so much fun!  Here's what my dinner looked like!  It was Argentinian skirt steak with an amazing sauce and sides. For dessert, I had Key Lime Pie -- the perfect balance of sweet and tartness -- capping off a wonderful dinner of laughter and bonding with our Metro Big Band Family.

Heading back to the hotel, we spent the rest of the evening rehearsing our music individually and preparing our hearts and minds for the adventure ahead.  Our itinerary would start early the next day boarding the ship and then our first concert for the crew of the Carnival Ecstasy! We were so excited in anticipation of having the opportunity to reach out to so many people from so many different cultures (over 70 different countries).  

"They shall run and not grow weary"...

Loading the bus to head to the ship was an adventure in itself. Can I just say - Musicians have a LOT of gear! When we arrived at the dock, we proceeded through a series of rooms, getting our check-in materials and then having a small briefing where we learned some news that was disappointing to say the least.

We found out that the Ecstasy was up for internal audit on this particular voyage so at least one if not both of the crew concerts was cancelled.  The internal audit meant that the crew's attendance at the concerts, even very late at night, might be impossible but for only a few.  We were a little stunned because we were certain that this was our major target group to share God's gospel with AND the crew had asked for these concerts!  But we trusted that God had a plan and we were right in the center of it. Mark, our band manager was able to work through some channels to find a venue on board that would be available for us for us to rehearse and hopefully do a short concert late on Monday evening, so we were encouraged some, but still not sure what God had in mind as far as our shipboard ministry.  
We had a relaxed lunch and enjoyed the afternoon.  We set sail around 4:30 to a breathtaking seaside view of Miami and the beautiful ocean amidst fun music and dancing and anticipation of the week ahead.  Here's a look at my beautiful view:  

Soon we were setting up and preparing for a concert in the "Starlight Lounge".  The stage was small and the venue was dark as might be expected.  There were a few people milling about - some crew and some passengers and we were enjoying the rehearsal time when I noticed a young man sitting alone in one of the booths watching every move we made and listening intently to the songs we practiced.  

There was a tune in our song list that was a little low for me to sing and we were considering our options for it.  I felt a gentle nudge from the Holy Spirit to go and talk to this young man. So while the band was rehearsing another number I walked over and shook his hand and introduced myself.  I noticed he had on a name badge on and was a member of the Carnival crew.  He wasn't dressed in uniform, but instead looked a little like someone who might be a performer or something other than wait staff or stewards.  We chatted a little bit and I learned that he was only 22 years old and had come all the way from central Italy to work on the ship as a singer in one of the stage bands.  His job would only last on Ecstasy for 2 weeks and then he would move on to either another ship or head home.  He had taken a huge step to work in this environment but said that his family supported him for pursuing his dream to be a professional singer and he hoped to make the big stage one day - his name was Phillipo.

I continued to feel that gentle nudging from the Holy Spirit to ask our director and manager about letting Phillipo sing the number that was a too low for me.  I approached them, saying that I felt we had a ministry opportunity and shared Phillipo's story with them.  They agreed that we should give him a shot at it and I was thrilled.  I asked Phillipo to rehearse the song with us and promised to stay with him to help with the words and phrasing. He said he knew the tune and felt he could sing it so he came up to join us.  We had a great time rehearsing with him and his accent was so cute as he sang "Save the Last Dance for Me" in his own sweet way.  The band thought he did a good job and so we decided that at the actual concert Phillipo would sing this song and I would stay with him just like we practiced.  I told him our plan and he agreed that it would be fun to do.  He had a huge smile on his face and so did I.  I was thrilled that he was willing to do this and I think he was excited to have been asked.  He had such a sweet spirit about him and a great attitude knowing that it wouldn't be perfect but it would be lots of fun for the audience and for us as well.  My first friend with the crew had been made and I knew that the Lord smiled.  

Around 11 that night, we gathered in the Starlight Lounge.  We had a small crowd but they were a great audience!  Several couples danced to our music, which included both Christian and secular tunes.  About mid-way through the show, I brought Phillipo up to the microphone.  I introduced him, sharing where he was from and thanked him for being so willing to use his gifts to bless our hearts.  He had a beautiful smile and countenance! He sang the song in broken English and did his Elvis moves and put his whole heart into it. The audience loved it and all of us in the band had tears in our eyes knowing that this sweet kid put it all out there for us and for the audience but we also knew that it had made his day and probably his week to have been asked as well.  He stayed for the entire show and heard the Gospel presented through the songs and testimonies that were shared.  

What a way to start off the week!! It was wonderful!  God was showing us that He had plans to use us on this big boat but not as we planned - but as He planned.  Rather than performing for the crew at large, God wanted us to get to know the crew on a more personal level.  Without being prompted, each of us just began to look them in the eye and ask their names and listen to their stories and we began to show them the love of Christ through our words and action - taking notice of the folks with the badges or name tags whether Carnival, Premier or Event staff.  It was a beautiful thing!  

"They shall walk and not faint"... We were so busy but our energy level was awesome!!

On Tuesday, we had a midday concert which meant setting up shortly after breakfast, doing a quick sound check and then changing clothes to be back up on the Lido deck before noon dressed and ready to perform.  After our sound check, I hurried back to my room to change clothes, fix my hair and makeup and get back upstairs.  When I got there, the door was open and the guys were scurrying about making it sparkle - some bringing in fresh sheets or towels and others cleaning and polishing.  I rushed in, and asked how long they needed to finish up.  The one who was cleaning tried to gather up his things quickly and leave and then his supervisor came in to apologize. They were both so concerned that they were in my way.  I smiled and sat down on my bed and told them to calm down - all was well and I just needed to change to get back upstairs for a noon concert.  They stopped and looked at me so funny.  They said, "Ma'am, we work around you, you don't work around us!"  I just laughed and said, "Guys, do what you need to do, I'm fine - I don't mind waiting - God has a plan and I'm right in the middle of it."  The supervisor hurried out and thanked me for being patient and I told him there was no problem at all.  Amru introduced himself and told me he was from Thailand.  He continued his work and when he finished thanked me again for being so patient and asked my name.  I asked what his name meant -- he said, "It means peace-maker - what does your name mean?" -- I told him that my name meant "beloved".  He said, "Wow! We have special work in both our names don't we?"  That took me back a little.  I said, "Yes, Amru, yes we do."  I thanked him for making my room peaceful and told him how much I appreciated what they all did for us.  He had the sweetest smile...I'll never forget that.

I changed clothes and got back upstairs, but my heart was changing.  My eyes were opened and I began to see people not just the blur of the crowds -- I began to notice that each person had a name and that each name meant something.  I began to see the crew - noticing and remembering that they were far from home.  I began to listen to their stories and ask about their families and how long it would be before they would see them again.  I began to listen - I began to love them...be-loved...I began to let them be-loved too.

The concert on the Lido deck was great fun.  The day was gorgeous, the breeze was comfortable and there were people everywhere! They were milling about getting lunch, a little sun, and a little fellowship to the sounds of the Metro Big Band.  It was great fun and even though we were more background sound than focal point, it was neat to see people nodding their heads, tapping their toes or moving to the fun rhythms of the songs.  "Days of Elijah" was one of the songs the band played.  During this song, a beautiful lady in a sarong and pink bathing suit began worshipping through dance all around the chairs and people seemingly in her own world of worship.  It was beautifully mesmerizing!  She cried and lifted her hands and twirled and swayed in praise to the King of Kings.  It looked as if she was part of our show, but she wasn't.  She was moved by the music and the message of the song and began to worship in her own sweet way.  Our hearts were stirred by her simple, yet vulnerable actions.  We didn't know that this first connection would be a deeper connection later in the week - but God did.  There was a young girl, cleaning around the stage - I believe her name was Melissa.  She was from the Philippines.  She asked about our group and told me she loved music.  She said she was so glad to hear Christian music and hear people talking about God on this cruise.  My heart melted. She said that her family was far away and she would get to see them sometime but not soon.  She said she prays for them a lot and misses them.  I had a huge lump in my throat.  After seeing that beautiful lady dance and hear this lovely girl speak, the tears flowed freely.  I was up to sing soon, so I moved away to get ready - but I must say, it was difficult to sing at best but "Blue Skies" came up and God made a way.  It was a magnificent day!!