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Emmett Hughes is The Godsinger

I have great awe and reverence for God. But do you ever just talk to God? I mean really talk, have a conversation, just meaningful one on one time. I do this all the time. When I'm alone I'll often go for walks and just converse with my Father. I never feel so close to Him as I do when we're just talking, not about heavy subjects, just talk.
It was on just such an occasion one fall day in September of 2009. I was talking with my Father when I said, "can I ask you a question?"
"Of course" He said, "you can ask me anything"
"Can you play guitar?" A seemingly rhetorical question in my mind, but I wanted to know.
"Of course I can play guitar, I created the guitar," He answered
"Can you play something for me?" I asked this very timidly because I didn't know if He actually would.

He then reached around his chair and took out a guitar and sat it on His lap.
"That looks like my guitar!" I told him.
"It is your guitar," He said "I love this guitar. You sanctified it when your Uncle left it to you, praying over it and dedicating it only to the use of glorifying Me. This old guitar makes sound that is very pleasing to Me."
By this time I had made it back into my room and I too picked up my old guitar. There were already tears streaming from my eyes as he started picking beautiful sounds from its strings.
"You start," He said, "And I'll join in."
So I copied the chords He was playing gently and words flowed. Simple words of things that were on my mind at the time. And together we sang.

If you've never asked God to minister to you, you've missed out on an area of God's love that is so uplifting, it makes you want to praise Him with renewed vigor. I experienced revival that day. And its been with me ever since. More often than not, I find myself humming the song in my mind more than any other. In 44 years I've never experienced such closeness with the Father. And only because I never asked Him to minister to me in song. I've gone to God asking for a hug and felt his arms enveloping my entire being. But a question as simple as playing an old guitar somehow never occured to me.
You see the guitar, and music is the medium where I feel closest to God. I've very rarely gone into my prayer closet without taking my guitar with me, it's my prayer language. Satan hates it when I pick up my guitar because it takes me to a place where he cannot go, and makes sound that is painful to his ears. I love it.

This is the song we sang together that day. I play it for you because He told me to share it with all who believe, with all who feel lost, with all who are in darkness.
What else would it be titled but, "I AM"