It took many years before I was comfortable singing with my husband in front of people. You see, his family is entirely musical. Not that mine doesn’t have its share of talent, but we didn’t study music and practice music to make it our life’s work. They did. Do.
So, even though I play a musical instrument and have been singing since I was knee high to a grasshopper…I was severely intimidated to sing with him. Them.
But…after singing in my husband’s choir for a few years, I began to be able to read him. At one point, I wanted to record myself singing for my dad and he helped me. While we were working on that particular project, we began to experiment together. He sang some harmony and we really liked the sound of it. So…it began. Slowly.
Until then, I had never lacked enough confidence to sing in front of people, but I did lack enough confidence to sing in front of him...very much. He’s THAT talented. He never meant to intimidate me; he didn't even understand the depths of his own talent. Anyway. Slowly and steadily we began singing together more and more. I learned from him and paid attention to him. I liked the way my voice sounded with his. (He makes me sound better and we blend together nicely. )
As the years went by we became more and more of a team and eventually even “marketed” ourselves as such. After many years of working together, well…I miss it. We led worship together for a long time as just the two of us. I could follow him as he followed the Lord. I knew by the kind of breath he took whether he was continuing on or winding down. I could usually guess where he would repeat to in the song.
Sync. In sync. Not the group, but the two—no-make that three of us. When people would comment on it, it was difficult to say thank you for something we really had nothing to do with. The Lord had planned it and was using it. We wanted to remain humble. I never wanted to be too comfortable in it, but now that it is gone from my life in that format, I realize that the Lord used it, not only in the lives of others, but in my own.
So, if I never said it enough, I want to now. ..
To God be the glory for the things He has done.