Siblings listen for God’s voice

My healing involves an experience I had as a member of our city’s Children’s Choir. I am usually a second soprano, but each year participants are asked to stretch themselves by doing a different part in one piece, within our set of songs. I decided I would try the first soprano part in one of the pieces of The Nutcracker. There was one point where I had to reach a high Anote and I could only reach a G. I worked and worked on this. I tried practicing alone and I tried with my voice teacher, but I just wasn’t hitting it.

Performance time came, and I was tempted to not even attempt the note, but then the thought came to me—“Try it.” I felt that somehow I would be able to hit the note. As we were singing, getting closer to the part I was worried about, I thought to myself, “I will just pull back before my voice cracks.”

But then, I had a feeling of power and strength. I recognized that it came from God. I realized that my voice is really God’s voice and since I am God’s child, “All things are possible”. ¹

In an instant, I acknowledged the fact that everyone is capable of being all they can be, and to be amazing as they strive to do their best at what they love to do. I was able to sing that Anote strongly, clearly, and joyfully! What I learned from this experience is never to say never and to have more faith in God. My biggest lesson is that God’s children never have to give up!

My high school in Indiana has its own radio station. In my digital media arts class, I developed and taped segments that were later broadcast on the air.

One time I was selected by my teacher to be part of a team of students that interviewed a well-known rap group. Our radio interview was then scheduled to be aired later at a certain time. The interview had been recorded on a tape recorder, and my buddy and I were in charge of uploading it onto the computer. We had to edit it and fix the balance. We ran into trouble when we tried to equalize the voices. (We needed to make one group member’s voice louder since it was fainter than all the rest.) We just couldn’t figure out the right controls to adjust to do it.

The interview was supposed to be on the air within the hour, and my friend and I grew more and more frustrated. Our teacher was not around, so we couldn’t ask him what to do. We were furiously turning knobs and controls in order to amplify that one voice. Suddenly, I realized that God would not give us an opportunity without giving us the answers to face the challenges that came up. I asked my friend if we could take a break for a moment. I knew I needed to listen for God’s ideas to come to me. To someone else, it probably wouldn’t have made sense to stop working so close to the time we had to have the project done, but my friend seemed to understand. I started thinking that this situation was in God’s hands, so He was in control and the problem wasn’t controlling us.

All of a sudden, the solution just popped into both our heads, and we knew which controls to use. Soon the interview sounded really good! We rushed the finished product up to the sound booth just as the student announcer was saying the interview would be aired in two minutes! What I’m really thankful for is that I took the time to listen for God’s direction. If I hadn’t, we wouldn’t have made the deadline, and it would have definitely affected my grade in that class. I am so glad God gave us the solution to our problem.