The rhythm and harmony of God's will, Part 2

So I want to continue, now, the story of my very musical spiritual journey. So Ray and I walked out of the church that fateful day, we went to my bank so I could deposit a check. As we walked out of the bank, a man stopped us. I didn't know him from Adam, so I was startled when he said: "you have a very beautiful voice." Amazed, I asked how he knew me, and that I could sing. He said he wasn't the most regular churchgoer in the world, but he sometimes went, and when he went, it was to Holy Disciples, the same church we went to at the time. I couldn't believe it. I was stunned. Two weeks later, Ray was diagnosed with MS. Six months later he was moving to Tennessee, and soon thereafter I found myself engaged. The next few months were a mixture of so many different emotions and thoughts that it was getting really hard to sleep at night. My fiance, along with his family and friends, started trying to get things donated to me for the wedding, up to and including the dress, for shoosh's sake! He wanted us to live, as a couple, on just a little over $900 a month. These were the last straws that broke the back of the camel that was our relationship. I knew there was nothing left in Washington State for Ray, so I didn't blame him for wanting to live near his sisters, but I was devastated nonetheless, and now I had to deal with a controlling fiance. So one weekend, needing to think, I went to my dad's. When I came back, my fiance had called not only my cellphone and my mom's house many, many times, he also called my dad and my adopted church grandma, Lois. I couldn't believe it. I came home and promptly broke it off with him. My mom tried to warn him it was coming, but I really don't think he believed her. Soon after that, we found out my grandma, my mom's mom, had throat cancer. What was next? God only knew. I sure didn't. So the day after Christmas, in 2010, Ray called me up with a proposition that would change my life and ensure that I would never separate myself from music again, regardless of whether or not I was in the church choir, which, at the moment, it turns out I'm not. That God-given day after Christmas, he called me and told me that a co-worker of his was going to Cumberland University, which, it turns out, Ray had gone to for a time years ago. It was right by the house he was, and now we are, living in. Ray told this co-worker I could sing, and the guy told him he should have me come down and audition. So I came down for a couple weeks in March, and made plans to move in and go to school. My grandma died less than a month later, and I felt really bad for leaving my mom, but I knew opportunity was knocking. I moved in June 2011, and auditioned in July. I eventually found out I got in, and I started school in January 2012. I have lost over 80 pounds, and tomorrow, I am opening a fund-raiser for my church with a little half-hour concert. Please keep me in prayer. Ask that Jesus speak to people through me. Ask that it would not be the voice of Sarah Baughn that people hear, but His voice. Little did I know that on that rainy November day in 2009, praying in church, I would be asked to contribute to...the rhythm and harmony of God's will.