Monday, June 25, 2012

Symphonic Mystery


Zephaniah 3:17 

The Lord your God is with you,
the Mighty Warrior who saves.
He will take great delight in you;
in his love he will no longer rebuke you,
but will rejoice over you with singing.
Maybe it was on American Idol, on the streets of downtown Chicago, or even in your own house--perhaps you had no idea or maybe you had an inkling that person had it in them from the moment you glanced their way. Whether you can pinpoint a specific person or not, there's no doubt that we all have favorite styles of music and vocal tones. Justin Bieber, Tim McGraw, and Jon Foreman, for example, do not sound the same (at least, let's hope you don't think they do.)

What a rich array of vocal capacities with which God has gifted so many of His children! I find it funny that my friends are all over the spectrum in terms of musical taste. Some people love the rich, creamy vocals of Michael Buble. Others prefer the honest, clean voice of T-Swift, the rustic, rich sound of Tracy Chapman or Adele's sonorous vocals. Maybe grunge, folk, eclectic, hip-hop, or gospel style make you feel alive.

For me, my favorite female vocalist would be Audrey Assad and one of my favorite male vocals comes from Dave Barnes.

I imagine that God has the most resonant, quiet, raspy, solid, ethereal, deep, airy, gentle, powerful, twangy, brilliant, beautiful voice the world has never heard.

I imagine Audrey Assad and Dave Barnes and all of my other favorite artists blended and perfected into a voice that commands my utmost attention and awe. When I hear it unbounded for the first time, there will be tears and laughter and worship and near incredulity.

If the most talented mixer in the world blended every great singer's voices together in the same song, it would  sound awful. The melodies and harmonies may mesh, but the vocal tonal qualities would be too different to be compatible!

Somehow (because He is God after all,) and it is not beyond the scope of imagination, I believe God's voice retains all qualities, somehow unifying them into a symphonic mystery that is a delight to every ear--and best of all, His rejoicing and singing is over us!

Zephaniah, of course, is talking about God singing over Israel, but I bet it applies to us, too. God obviously loves music. He sure put an awful lot of it in this world! It would be no surprise to me, then, that God sings to   and about His beloved children day after day. What a joy that my Savior delights in me in such a way!



Monday, June 18, 2012

Life Personified

Guess you can't escape the news, even if you're not on Facebook--it just gets to you a little slower. I didn't think there would be any real connection of the sermon I listened while cleaning my room today to a real-life occurrence. After listening to the sermon, I read a campus-wide email about a sophomore Taylor student who died at his home last week. I did not know him.

The sermon I listened to was one that was preached Easter Sunday at the church I go to at school, Exit 59. This was mere days after Josh Larkin had passed away at my college. I had listened to half of it sometime in Ireland, but for some reason, I decided to listen to it again while cleaning my room.

 I'm always seeking to understand. I will never stop searching for the answers to those irritating, sometimes unanswerable "why" questions. That's just the way I am! I may become discouraged by lack of satisfactory answers over and over and over. It doesn't matter. If I stop searching, it's time to be worried about me, because something is terribly wrong.

Today I searched peacefully for answers. The pastor of Exit 59, Darren, spoke about the time when Lazarus was raised from the dead by Jesus, 4 days after he died. Jesus heard about the trouble Lazarus was in, but he waited 2 days before going to Bethany to raise his dear friend. Darren addressed the question of why Jesus waited, but that's not what I want to talk about right now.

I want to talk about Jesus' versatility--his empathy which was flexible to reach both Mary and Martha in their time of need. Both of the sisters met Jesus with the same desperate plea:

 "Lord, if only you had been here, my brother would not have died!"

Darren noted that when Martha came to Jesus, He knew that she very much needed a philosophical, logical discussion. Jesus met that need and Martha came out of the amazing conversation with the confidence that Jesus was the Messiah!

When Mary ran to Jesus and fell to her knees in sorrow, Jesus knew immediately how to address her need as well. He empathized with her. He wept. The word used in the original translation meant "to cry painful tears." This was no fake cry. He felt her pain and Jesus Himself was sad.

Jesus told Martha, "I am the resurrection and the life!" Jesus does not just bring life--he is the personification of life itself!

Sometimes I wonder who I'm getting angry at when I'm angry at pain and death. Often, it's not God or humans or even Satan that particularly angers me. I'm literally angry at and devastated by the thing--the circumstance that is happening--and my complete loss of control.

Darren reminded me that Death, just like Life, can be personified. Many authors, filmmakers, and other creative artists have personified death in different ways. The most common of such characters is that of  "The Grim Reaper." Well, however death is personified, I think it quite possible that Christians are literally going to see "death" being thrown into the lake of fire at the end.

Revelation 20:14 says "Then death and the grave were thrown into the lake of fire. This lake of fire is the second death."

Darren portrayed it this way...it's like a group of people throwing someone into a swimming pool. Four people grab a leg or an arm and just fling him in. Death will have no control. "He" will be physically thrown into the lake of fire, and he will be finished forever. Death himself will die. Darren mentions that he wants to be one of the ones who holds one of Death's legs when they throw him in. Me too!

Just like me and Darren and most every other Christian, Jesus gets angry at Death! We see it in Jesus' response when he visits Mary and Martha. Even though he knows he will raise Lazarus to life that very day, Jesus is angry that death met with Lazarus in the first place!
John 11:33-39:
33 When Jesus saw her weeping and saw the other people wailing with her, a deep anger welled up within him, and he was deeply troubled. 34 “Where have you put him?” he asked them.
They told him, “Lord, come and see.” 35 Then Jesus wept. 36 The people who were standing nearby said, “See how much he loved him!” 37 But some said, “This man healed a blind man. Couldn’t he have kept Lazarus from dying?”
38 Jesus was still angry as he arrived at the tomb, a cave with a stone rolled across its entrance. 39 “Roll the stone aside,” Jesus told them.
Christ has already won over the second death for us who are Christians. But we have yet to see the end of the first death until Death himself dies. Death is certainly doomed, Christ has seen to that, but we have not seen the end of Death yet. Don't get me wrong. This death business is in no way an equal and opposite power to Christ, the Light of the world. It's no yin-yang, light/dark side of the force parallel. Heavens, no. But that doesn't mean death doesn't live and have power today. We can all attest to that.

As much as we can, let us rest, let us live, let us thrive in the realization of Christ, of Life personified, who has won and will win and will reign and will forever call us, as Christians, His own. Eternal life is now!

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Hyperventilating

Here is an original song I composed and recorded recently about how fast we move through life, rarely stopping for needed rest. It is also about how we set ourselves up for habitual struggles or sins. It's called "Hyperventilating." I would appreciate any comments: encouragement or constructive criticism in both the music and recording realm.

Lyrics:

We’re all hyperventilating through this life
Yet we’re still surprised when it comes to an end
Wondering what road the next step will take us on
Forgetting to take in the beauty with us all along

It’s both the destination and the journey
We can’t leave one or the other behind
Or else we’re walking half-in, half-out of life
And we’ll never understand with our heels to the grind

So grind these dusty bones
Into this red clay dirt
Gotta rest, gotta catch my breath
Else I’m gonna be caught by the throat
Resist, resist these thoughts
Habitual lend-me-downs
Recycling lifestyles for myself
Trading hard-earned smiles for the frowns

I’ve tasted and I’ve seen
What honesty really means
It might hurt less to lie
Or you might lie more and die

Is it worth it to compromise
I chain my freedom inside
Lying, lying to myself
In this fast-paced world gone too far south

Fear, it’s time to let you go
This world is too far gone for anyone
Without divine intervention
To halt the death-cry gong
Yet I know
Yes I know
And I’ll thrive in what I know
 That Love has already won