When my 7-year-old daughter Natalie wants to sing songs, she doesn't post the concert on Facebook, or with a promo video on her website.  She doesn't charge a fee.  She says, "Daddy, do you want to hear me sing?"  And after I get done wiping tears, she sings for me.  And I smile and clap and cheer.  It's just her and me, together.  Simple.

That happened recently, and that's when it hit me.  God wants me to sing for Him.  He didn't give me my singing voice so I could "go off" and amass wealth and design "a great life" for myself and my family.  First and foremost, He wants me to sing for Him.  And I trust He smiles and claps and cheers.  Him and me, together.  Simple.