So, this week was the annual beach camp trip for the youth here in Newport. Awesome, awesome week I must say. David Crowder Band, Leeland, Vickie Beeching, Stuart Hall, and David Nasser. I sang so loud and so high for so long that it literally hurts to talk. Losing your voice is a mysterious thing, it's not like your voice is literally gone its just sounds different, less audible than it usually does.
Loosing my voice made me start to think about the things that I do in life that make me figuratively "loose my voice". Here is what I have decided; when I go so fast, and so hard, for so long I start to lose my voice spiritually. Life becomes something other than my relationship with Jesus, it transforms into this dirty mix of breathing in and out with no real importance on anything other than my survival and I start to disconnect from my spirit, and my God.
Here is the worst part. In my ministry, even though I've worked as hard as I can, and gone as far as possible, I have ignored my God for so long, I loose my voice with the people who surround me. They all sit in awkward silence, they don't ask the hard questions anymore, because they know that my voice is almost gone. The only cure, is to rest my voice, don't talk, don't sing, slow down and have some tea, "come to me all you who are heavy burdened and I will give you REST." - Jesus.
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