Singing for My Lord

Music has always played a big role in the Swallow's life.  She learnt to sing nursery rhymes in kindergarten, popular oldies during music lessons in her primary school, and followed by pop songs in her teenage years.  When she started to attend Sunday School in her first year at primary school, she was also exposed to gospel songs and many other songs that Christians sang.  Later on in her teenage years, she also tried to play the organ and the guitar, and learnt enough to play a tune or two.

Over the years, the Swallow would sing whenever she could.  With her family, usually her siblings, or with friends.  Singing along while songs played over the radio.  Singing songs recorded in vinyl records and cassettes.  Singing Christian songs or secular songs.

However, when her mood is not good, the Swallow finds that her spirit is lifted only when she lifts her voice in praise to her Lord and King.  Instead of the focus on her problems, when her heart swells up in praise and adoration to her Lord and Master, her focus is redirected to the One who sees her through her problems, the One who has promised to be with her always; and her spirit is revived.

Hebrews 13 : 5b (NIV)
...because God has said, "Never will I leave you, never will I forsake you."

When there were talent shows in her secondary school, she had never garnered courage to sing on the stage.  Yet when opportunities arose to sing in the church, whether in a choir or singing team, she was able to do so.  She believes with all her heart that it was again her focus.  When she sang for her Lord, her focus was to bring Him glory and thus she lacked the self-consciousness.  When the motive of her heart was right, the Lord gave her the courage to sing for Him and Him alone.

I'M SINGING FOR MY LORD (author unknown)

I'm singing for my Lord everywhere I go
Singing of His wondrous love that the world may know
How He saved a wretch like me by His death on Calvary
I'm singing for my Lord everywhere I go.

I'm singing for the lost just because I know
Jesus Christ, whose precious blood washes white as snow;
If my songs to Him can bring some lost souls I'll gladly sing;
I'm singing for my Lord everywhere I go.

I'm singing for the saints as they journey home;
Soon they'll reach that happy land where they'll never roam
And with me they'll join and sing praises to our Lord and King;
I'm singing for my Lord everywhere I go.