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<channel><title><![CDATA[www.charis-music.com &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; - Blog]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.charis-music.com/blog.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[Blog]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 13:23:41 -0800</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Praise Can Bring You Out]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.charis-music.com/3/post/2011/01/praise-can-bring-you-out.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.charis-music.com/3/post/2011/01/praise-can-bring-you-out.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 11:03:51 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.charis-music.com/3/post/2011/01/praise-can-bring-you-out.html</guid><description><![CDATA[After my Mom went to live with Jesus in July of 2010, my singinggroup &ldquo;Charis&rdquo; had several dates booked to sing. I wondered how on earth I was&nbsp;going to sing and praise and worship God and keep myself together when my&nbsp;whole heart was crushed. She was my biggest supporter, my biggest fan and&nbsp;most of all a proud Momma. She encouraged me to go and sing all I cou [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; "><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: x-small"><STRONG>After my Mom went to live with Jesus in July of 2010, my singing<br />group &ldquo;Charis&rdquo; had several dates booked to sing. I wondered how on earth I was&nbsp;going to sing and praise and worship God and keep myself together when my&nbsp;whole heart was crushed. She was my biggest supporter, my biggest fan and&nbsp;most of all a proud Momma. She encouraged me to go and sing all I could&nbsp;because she knew it was something that I always wanted to do with my life. She&nbsp;was at every singing possible, sitting out there smiling at me with such joy in her&nbsp;eyes. (Even when she thought I looked like Lucille Ball banging on my drum!)<br /><br />After her passing there were times I didn&rsquo;t want to sing&hellip;I didn&rsquo;t feel like&nbsp;singing, but had to remind myself that the one thing that I knew could bring me&nbsp;through these hard times was my Praise. I would struggle at times during&nbsp;rehearsals but would push thru it and do what I knew I was called to do. I learned from a dear friend that no matter what we are going through, no matter what our&nbsp;circumstance, praise can bring you out of it. And that&rsquo;s what I did. Every time I&nbsp;sang, I would praise with all I had. I would sing to my Saviour which I knew my&nbsp;Mom was right there by His side.<br /><br />One night in particular that seemed more difficult than others was a &nbsp;night in &nbsp;Hueytown, AL. It was a full concert, the first since my Mom&rsquo;s passing. My&nbsp;sister and her family were in attendance as was my dear Father. In rehearsal, I&nbsp;had moments where I couldn&rsquo;t sing and couldn&rsquo;t get my composure at times but I&nbsp;reminded myself that God would be glorified through my praise and I had to keep&nbsp;that thought in my head. We had a great time of praise and worship although I&nbsp;had to keep my eyes away from the row where my family was seated.<br /><br />At the end of the evening, I&rsquo;ll never forget the words my sister said to me.&nbsp;She is a very soft hearted, emotional, kind soul&hellip;.as she hugged me with tears all&nbsp;over her face, she said to me &ldquo;Your Momma would&rsquo;ve been so proud!&rdquo;. I&nbsp;hugged her for a minute and responded, &ldquo;I know she is&rdquo;. I felt it and I still feel it&nbsp;every time I sing.<br /><br />I write this just to say that I am a living testimony that Praise can bring you&nbsp;through anything&hellip; at anytime&hellip;. no matter what the circumstance or how&nbsp;hopeless you feel your life is. My Mother was my best friend, my rock, my&nbsp;shoulder to cry on, my advice giver, and my encourager. She was everything I&nbsp;could possibly need and now that she&rsquo;s not here anymore, I sometimes feel lost. &nbsp;But God shows me daily that Praise is the way through it all. My praise gives me&nbsp;power over the grief and the hurt and it gives me hope.<br /><br />A friend told me after one of our singing engagements that they were&nbsp;proud of me for praising my way through it. I guess that is when I truly realized&nbsp;that was what was helping me the most.<br /><br />Praise is one of our most powerful spiritual weapons. Choose to use it&nbsp;daily, for whatever you need it for. Our praise releases the presence of God&nbsp;Himself. What could be better than that to have with you at any time????<br /><br />Tracy Strickland</STRONG></SPAN></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>

