I had to share a touching post I just read over at Faith Lifts.
Here is an excerpt, but definitely click over and read the short post in it’s entirety.
“We sat in the audience facing the stage that was filled with a bevy of distinct sounds, these young adults joyfully singing for us. Though all completely different, their voices were one as we listened intently. My Grandma sat there with a perpetual smile on her face as the music stopped and started, never once revealing that she really couldn’t hear the students very well. I hadn’t anticipated being brought to tears before the performance was over. I tried hard to swallow the lump in my throat when Grandma softly smiled and leaned over to rather loudly whisper into my ear, “I can hear Meghan.”
At that moment, I couldn’t help but think that we serve a God who can hear our own voice just as well.”
Enjoy the complete post: I Can Hear.