God...is bigger than...the songs I sing...the offering I bring

This past Wednesday was much a roller coaster day in regards to emotions and spirituality.
I woke up p/o'd at my roommate for a few reasons, but by the end of the day I was humbly in awe of God and what He did in our midst at youth group that night. Pretty much I spent a lot of the day in a bad mood and it carried on to the time of rehearsing our songs for the night. I should preference this by saying the following," we had a concert of prayer and praise for youth group. I, along with a few musically talented college-age musicians led the first and the last of three musical worship sets, and our youth worship team led one set. I didn't really know what to expect but I honestly didn't really expect much especially since student and prayer/praise aren't usually synonymous with each other.
Before my team started going over songs I was still in a funk and needed to go before God and let of some steam and give life up to Him. I remember praying, "God, please pour out your manifest presence on us this evening and work in all of our lives." What happened was something I don't think anyone was totally prepared for. God,in His manifest presence, showed up. And He blew everyone away. If you can imagine for a moment a significantly sized room filled the voices of high schoolers as they shout out to God things like, "God is bigger than the air I breath, Thank You for the Cross, There is no one like You, Once again I look upon the cross where You died, this is no sacrifice here's my life." If you can imagine students who normaly are pretty timid when it comes to prayer and singing aloud, stepping out of all comfort zones and lifting up their hands. Facedown. Teary-eyed. In awe. Worshipping the living, breathing, God with reckless abandon.
After our time people kept coming up to me saying things like, God uses/used You, the Spirit of God is with you, ect. I started thinking to myself, "Why in the world does God do stuff like that through me?" Despite of all my dirt, shame, and sin He still chooses to work through me. Then it dawned on me!! I asked Him to. A long time ago, back when I was in jr. high and high school, when I was trying to make more of an impact on this world for God. When I wanted more of God in my life. I prayed that God would use me. I knew and continue to know that I'm not worthy.
I listened to the cd recording of the us doing the songs live and honestly it sounded bad. We only practiced once and our voices weren't that great. The instruments were a little rough and we messed up a couple of times. Yet, God moved. Here is a new verse to the song "My Glorious".
God is bigger than
the songs I sing
the offering I bring.