Let it be a sweet, sweet sound...

It has been difficult to find the time to give you a verbal visual concerning what we experienced last weekend as we met at the 'farm house'. Forty ladies from countries spreading from Brazil, South Korea, Malaysia, Singapore, Australia, Germany, Norway, Great Britain, Egypt, and North America, gathered together in order to seek truth at a deeper level. In our time together, we were challenged through word and song in many different areas. I suppose that each woman attending received something different.

For me, I experienced a song in a way I had never imagined. As I played through a set of music after my time of speaking, I sensed from Father that I was to ask the ladies to sing the last song in their own language. Take a look again at a the nations from which these women came. As we sang through the words sung so many times before, I thought, "this must be what it WILL be like one day for all eternity. All nations gathering unto Him and singing praises in their own tongues." As the 'leader', I typically try to sing along/lead the women. I couldn't. My hands refused to play as my heart lept and my eyes dripped tears of awe. I believe that what He heard that balmy Saturday afternoon was truly a sweet, sweet sound, in His ears.