A Declaration in Song: Donnie McClurkin Turns “I’ve Got My Mind Made Up” into a Testimony of Unshakable Faith
The lights dimmed, but not all the way — just enough for the anticipation to sink deep into the room. Donnie McClurkin stepped forward, posture steady, eyes lifted as if already gazing into eternity.
For a moment, he said nothing. The choir behind him stood perfectly still, their robes catching the faint, warm glow of the stage lights. The room held its breath, waiting. Then Donnie leaned into the microphone, his voice low but filled with certainty:
“This isn’t just a song… it’s my testimony.”
A murmur of amen rippled through the crowd, soft but unanimous.
When he began I’ve Got My Mind Made Up, the first notes rang out with the force of conviction — a voice like a river breaking free, unshakable and strong, pulling every heart into its current. The choir answered with rich, layered harmonies, their voices like waves rolling in behind him.
Hands began to lift across the audience. Some faces tilted upward, eyes closed in worship. Others were streaked with tears, their lips moving silently in prayer. The music swelled, not just from the stage, but from thousands of voices joining in as one — a chorus born of shared faith and longing.
By the final refrain, the song had become more than melody. It was a proclamation, a collective vow echoing through the walls and into the hearts of everyone present. The sound filled every corner of the space until it felt as though even the air itself was singing.
And when the last chord finally dissolved into stillness, there was no rush to applaud. No one wanted to break the holy quiet that lingered.
It wasn’t a performance.
It was a declaration of faith — and Donnie McClurkin had simply invited the world to make it with him.