As I sat in service one Sunday watching the worship leaders go forth, I realized that they were not entertainers but drum majors inviting me to join them. They were exhorting me to “Come let us worship and exalt His name together.”  I laid aside my mind’s preoccupation with thoughts and concerns that I brought to the fellowship that day. Concerns that were important but that made me spectator versus participator. When I focused on Him through praise and worship somehow I began to hear Him speak to me about me…concerning me…of me. And what God says about me, concerning me, and of me is true now.

Yes, this was His moment to be ministered to. So why was I hearing things of me? The overflow of His moment was a blessing for my moment. It seems while He was receiving His, He never forgot about me. It seems even in His high moment I was never far from His heart. He chose to remember me!

I believe that’s why prophetic revelation begin to flow to us…even during His moment of receiving praise and worship. I now realize worship towards God effects my self-esteem in a very confidential way.