An Invitation to Sing

Too many people are waiting for permission to sing their song. They are waiting for acceptance and authorization from the world around them. Martin Luther King Jr famously proclaimed, “I have a dream!” But what may have been more accurate would be to say that dream had him; that God had placed a song in his heart, and it burned within his soul. Thankfully, he didn’t wait for the permission or invitation to sing.

If you wait for that invitation, you will likely be left to languish in unrealized expectation. Unfortunately, the world doesn’t want you to sing. It isn’t interested in hearing your song and the dream behind it. It isn’t because of the notes in your music, but rather it is because your voice reminds them of the neglected melody trapped inside the shadows of their own hearts. Others will try to silence you, because in doing so, they hope to quiet the burning inside their own souls, the cry to give their own song light and life. Most people will be fight to ignore their song and be content carrying it with them to the grave. When you courageously step out and share your music, it gives their own notes volume they can’t tune out.

Your critics will always have a reason for you to be silent, but you can’t afford to listen to those who hide from their own music. Listen for the song God has placed in your heart to share with the world. Don’t wait for their permission or for them to provide you an audience. Sing with all your heart and let the precious notes of your dreams dance into eternity.

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