Praise the Lord !
Dear brothers and sisters..
This Sunday just gone by, the CRL UK came together for a long awaited extended praise and worship gathering in person. To say it was pure magic would be an underestimation. The worship team as always was excellent, yet it was greater to hear the off key Baritones, tenors and sopranos of my fellow worshipers all around me and I could safely drown my tone deaf " Sort of Alto" fearlessly and focus on God.
For over 4.5 hours we worshiped mindless of who was near, yet collectively and individually lost in our own connection with God.
I had walked in 30 minutes late , thrown a cursory glance around the room noting the worship team and settled into a corner to worship. Apart from opening my eyes to listen to the message and to listen to shared
testimonies, I was lost in my own bubble. I noted the little boy around 10/11 years old who played the keyboards, who also stood up to share a sweet testimony of how he prays with friends in school and how God has touched his friends. I remember thinking " How sweet" and then got back into my worship bubble.
Towards the end , deep in communion with God, as we worshipped to a rendition of " You deserve the glory and the honour" ( a worship song that we have collectively and individually sung for years through Trauma and joy) my mind suddenly focused on the musical notes coming from the keyboards being played. I was being jolted out of my worship bubble and compelled to open my eyes and look " Really Look" at the worship team. As my eyes focused on the little boy playing the kew boards it hit me. This little boy transporting us to heights of worship on the notes of music was none other than our Miracle baby from 11 or so years ago.
Davindu is one of God's greatest miracles we at the CRLUK are blessed to have witnessed. His parents' story begins with a struggle to conceive their much wanted baby. Soon after the joy of receiving the news of being pregnant they are told that the fetus is showing signs of severe down syndrome. They are repeatedly advised to terminate the pregnancy . Lasitha and Amila stand firm , they say to the medical staff " If my God can create this perfect world, he can make this baby perfect". In taking that stand of faith Lasitha and Amila take us all on a mind numbing, nerve wrecking faith journey in the face of repeated scepticism of the medical world. The moments of doubt and worry was gut wrenching for them , yet they stood firm in their trust of God . They said " If this is his will then we will embrace a baby with down syndrome". We stood in this very room as we all cried out to God in solidarity with Lasitha and Amila. All of us caught up in their journey will always remember where we were the day Lasitha went into labour 11 years ago, we remember the painful silence and wait for more than 24 hours before we knew.. And the message was finally delivered .God had blessed them with a perfectly healthy baby boy they named Davindu.* I am attaching Lasitha and Amila's testimony from 11 years ago shared by Sonia, so those who missed it can read and be blessed.
A couple of weeks ago I researched the book of Tobit, the story is essentially of God blessing those who trust him and walk in his ways no matter how difficult life is . On Sunday, in drawing my attention to Davindu , 11 years on in the very room we had gathered to plead for this miracle for months on end, Playing the music to the same worship song his mother first worshiped to with us, asking for the joy of motherhood (As revealed by Lasitha later that evening) God was asking me to take note of a blessing bestowed, a promise kept in our own times. Something to keep lifting up so others too will see and believe and be strengthened.
As someone pointed out, God has not vacated his throne, he still is God yesterday, today and tomorrow and he the word of God is still very much alive.
Praise the Lord !