The Reason Why I Sing Poem by Khethiwe Ramathuthu

To be blessed and kept by the grace of God.

To be the beloved and privileged to have the knowledge of Him,
It is the reason why I sing, it is the reason why I am filled, and it is the reason why I stand.

I stand in the mist of it all; I stand in the knowledge that all things work together for good for me.

I smile and my eyes are filled with the mischief of a child because I have come to the knowledge that none of it really matters actually all of it is designed for my glory, for me to be lifted, for my Joy for me to shine, and for me to stand because when I stand it is to God the glory.

I am not proud I am humbled to the point of my knees because I realise once again it has absolutely nothing to do with me but it is done for me in order for God to show Himself through me.

I am a vessel of Gods glory, when I am weak He is Strong and His Armour shows to the world, when I am beautiful His beauty is revealed, and oh! When I am rich His riches pour out to the world to touch those whom He cares about, who move His heart.
I go to where he says I must go, I bloom where He plants me, and I am a vessel for His glory.

That is why I sing and that is why I stand.