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Yesterday, I got the rare opportunity to talk music and faith with one of the brethren at church, and it made me realize how much I miss the opportunity to do that more regularly. While our church is full of talented people, we are all so spread out that it is hard to gather together to share our passion for music.
At one point in my life, I thought that music would be a main thrust of how I spent my time as I grew older. God has seemed to have other plans for me, based on ability and opportunity. Music is still interwoven through my life--it can't help but be there. But for me, music has always been an experience best experienced communally, in the company of others who yearn to sing and play.
Worship and music are intertwined to me. While praying and meditating and studying have their place in my life, I feel closest to God when I communicate in song. I know that my voice is a gift from Him, a gift I have tried to use wisely, but one that I have had no hand in developing, particularly. It's just there.
I long for this voice to call His people to worship and praise, surrounded by others who are moved the same way. When I read about the temple in the Old Testament, the thought that makes my heart beat faster is that there were people whose job it was to simply sing, all day. Just sing.
I hope someday--in this life or not--I will have the opportunity to use this loud, high voice in some way closer to my ideal. For now, I will content myself with the crumbs of opportunity that come my way, and hope that God will use it to His glory.
At one point in my life, I thought that music would be a main thrust of how I spent my time as I grew older. God has seemed to have other plans for me, based on ability and opportunity. Music is still interwoven through my life--it can't help but be there. But for me, music has always been an experience best experienced communally, in the company of others who yearn to sing and play.
Worship and music are intertwined to me. While praying and meditating and studying have their place in my life, I feel closest to God when I communicate in song. I know that my voice is a gift from Him, a gift I have tried to use wisely, but one that I have had no hand in developing, particularly. It's just there.
I long for this voice to call His people to worship and praise, surrounded by others who are moved the same way. When I read about the temple in the Old Testament, the thought that makes my heart beat faster is that there were people whose job it was to simply sing, all day. Just sing.
I hope someday--in this life or not--I will have the opportunity to use this loud, high voice in some way closer to my ideal. For now, I will content myself with the crumbs of opportunity that come my way, and hope that God will use it to His glory.
