Be the Song

We gather on the stage and we lift our instruments of choice; place fingers to strings and keys, wrap hands around sticks and microphones. We cannot forget the quiet man at the back of the room, listening and mixing and making sure it all makes sense.

The sweet joy of it all is we play music but we have so much fun and under the lights our laughter floats up and I can almost see it in the dust of the light beams – a cloud of laughter and sound lifting higher, higher.

Afterwards a few of us sit and a sister shares a song and her voice flows and spills like living water from a clear brook…dancing over guitar notes. And then a brother shares a song and the poetry of his heart and the words of his mind are made known to us and we hear and say that it is good. It is good indeed.

If the Spirit of God lives in us and God is Yahweh and Yahweh whispers as an aspiration, what if God is in our breath? And if God is in our breath then when we sing is the exhalation of our breath an exhalation of God into the air around us? Is a song sung from a pure and sincere heart simply the Spirit of God in the form of a melody?

And is that why God loves to hear us sing, because his Spirit in us is brought into the atmosphere of the world and it bears witness with him in a foreign land? That a part of us is reunited to him in the moment of our song, and that is what tides him over until the day when the entirety of who we are can be reunited to the entirety of him?

What is musical worship then, but our souls exposed to meet and adore the one who made us? And all of us on stage, our job to create a tune for this meeting of heaven and earth.

Let’s stand tall or kneel low when we sing – but may we sing strong, sing clear, sing unashamed – may our spirits mingle all together and lift into the air as a sweet aroma, a lasting fragrance that at once reminds and foretells of a place beautiful beyond words; the homeland that we are all traveling towards.

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