When I travel to lead worship in places other than my home church, I feel privileged to meet people who tell me amazing life stories about God changing their lives. Occasionally, I hear an extraordinary story, one that moves me to tears.
Not too long ago, I was in Edmonton, Canada, at the Breakforth conference. After a songwriting session, a young woman came up to me and showed me some beautiful photos from Papua New Guinea. She had been involved in medical work in several villages. She told me how singing and songwriting had become an integral part of activities the villagers were involved in. Then, a few days later, she emailed me the story behind the story….
Dear Mr. Baloche,
I realized that I didn’t explain the story about the child with the painted face.
