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So I have to sing a COUNTRY song this weekend. COUNTRY song. I said COUNTRY SONG!!!. And for some time now I have been lamenting that. I was wavering between hysterical laughter and a strange desire to vomit as I rehearsed the song the other day…. 🙂

I really, really, REALLY don’t like country music.

But last night at our worship team rehearsal, we finished the first part of our practice and then took some time to share with each other some things God has been doing in our lives. I shared a bit about how God continues to amaze us with his provision, even in the somewhat scary transition time we are in. Another lady in our group has been going through just a crazy time with her husband who vacillates every few months on whether or not to divorce her. It has been trying to say the least, but the news last night is that he is on the “not divorce” side for now.

Then another lady began sharing the story of how a couple months ago she found out she may have a terminal, incurable illness. They ran 5 weeks of tests on her, and in the 4th week, when she was particularly weary from the whole thing, she heard a song on the radio and it brought her to tears. It was so meaningful, and struck just the right chord in her heart. God gave her the song. A special moment from Him to her.

Can you guess which song it was?

Come on…. take a stab.

How about the genre. You know which genre it was from? Perhaps Rap? Heavy Metal? Big Band?

The song that so affected (in a good way) my friend…

WAS THE NASTY COUNTRY SONG I AM SINGING THIS WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!

So. I was of course feeling pretty bad (sorta…) for my ramblings about how amazingly BAD country music is, and this song fits right in there…

I am glad she shared the story though. It gives me a tiny reason to sing the song and not feel toooo bad about letting a COUNTRY SONG come from my lips. I will just remember that this song is ultimate proof that God can use ANYTHING to show love to his children.

Even…. dare I say it….

A country song.