The glistening snow blurred past my window. Alberta tour had officially begun. With a brisk step I strode off the bus and into the venue (Edmonton Central SDA Church). Bows flew and voices rang out in lovely harmony, then about 3/4 of the way through the concert a lump the size of a grapefruit formed in my throat. It was time for me to speak. All of the things that I wanted to do flooded through my head as I picked my way to the front of the stage. Alright self, I thought, have open posture, keep eye contact, don’t look creepy. Then a series of facial contortions mixed with the vibrations of my vocal folds spun into the web of my speech. Sighing, I exited the stage. “Would I accept Christ’s friendship?” The ending line of my speech echoed in my cranium long after the sounds faded. How was my bow, how my voice, how was my commitment helping Christ. Was I being His friend?
Concert after concert went on, and I began to see God working not only in the people who came to enjoy the music; but also in me. I soon learned that witnessing is for more beneficial to the one who witnesses than the one who is witnessed to. I am so excited to start on our California tour. What great blessing will God bestow on us then?