During our closet clean out at church, we found a stack of forgotten hymnals. Our worship team leads us in more modern songs, so we don’t use the hymnals in congregational worship anymore. I didn’t want to throw them away, but I also didn’t know what to do with them.

            I grew up in a traditional Southern Baptist Church, sang in the choir, and played in the orchestra. I cut my teeth on hymns and love them more than most people my age. Letting go of the hymnals hurt my heart, but since our congregation wasn’t using them, there was no reason to hold on to them.

            Our pastor suggested letting other churches in our association know, so I sent the message up the line. The next day, I received a call from a gentleman in a neighboring county. Not only was he interested in the hymnals, but he showed genuine excitement. When he arrived the next day, my whole perspective changed. This man lived on the coast where Helene came in. His home and church were demolished. The congregation had been meeting in chairs under a pole barn for months and he couldn’t wait to let them know about the hymnals.

            The hidden hymnals in a forgotten corner turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

            Have you ever thought about your extra things being a blessing to someone else? Never underestimate what God can do with hidden treasure.