On
An imperfect world
I was listening to a beautiful
saxophone solo, and getting into the complex harmonies and rhythm. It was a spiritual experience and I was
grateful to God for creating music and gifting such creative musicians. I could feel my soul being drawn to worship,
when all of a sudden, to my right, a cell phone rang. I was jarred out of my reverie, and a little
annoyed. The phone rang again, then again, and again. Apparently, the owner couldn’t hear the
ringing. Then, somebody in the back of
the sanctuary started rummaging through shopping bags. I wouldn’t turn around, but that’s what it
sounded like. Now I was really upset! But it got me thinking. We live in an
imperfect world. God has made it that
way for a reason. There is profound and
awesome beauty in this world, but it is always flawed. That’s so we don’t
worship the gift, or become too attached to this
world. If this world was perfect, we’d never want to leave it. We’d never have to think about God or long for
him. All the imperfections are designed
to direct and focus our attention on God.
It’s to give us a taste of and make us hungry for the Perfect One.
The power comes through
I am no expert on steel bands or
the music they play. I associate the
sweet, tinkling sound they make with Mardi Gras and
vacations in warm places. So when I heard “How Great Thou Art” being played, I
was confused. It seemed a silly medium for a song that conjures up crusades and
George Beverly Shea. A funny thing happened as I listened. When I wasn’t watching I was drawn in. As I thought of the words and listened to the
music my heart was strangely warmed. It
wasn’t silly after all. By the time they
played the “Hallelujah Chorus” my defenses were gone. As I stood and listened,
I realized the power of the music comes through. Such is the glory, majesty and
greatness of the Gospel that even through an (for me) unlikely medium the
Spirit of God touched my heart and drew my attention heavenward. Any human
endeavor offered in the service of Christ can be redeemed and become a vehicle
to communicate the Creator. It didn’t hurt that they were outstanding
musicians, but the unpracticed monotone can offer praise no less pleasing to
God’s ear because the power comes through.
God’s family is beautiful
We’re not much to look at. We do our best, but we have bad hair, acne,
poor posture. We get in bad moods and
forget to smile. But something happens when you put us all together. I watched the choirs from three congregations
stand together before us and somehow they were transformed. Maybe it was the
spirit of the moment, maybe it was the inspiring,
uplifting, holy music they performed. But it made me realize, God’s family is
beautiful. One thing I value about small
churches is that you get to know everyone.
Whether you want to or not. It’s like family. You have relatives you’d rather you didn’t,
but there they are. There’s somebody at church who rubs you the wrong way, who
gets on your nerves, who is a trial for you to endure. Your feelings have been
hurt and you’ve been wronged. And then there’s the person who always makes you
laugh or feel wanted or happy. And also the person who seems to need you, for whom you make a
difference. God’s family is beautiful. It isn’t perfect, and won’t be
any time soon. But when you put us all together we reflect the character of
Christ and the glory of God. And that is
a beautiful thing! By the way, you’re
lookin’ good!