This weekend, I experienced many of God’s musical blessings – Verdi REQUIEM, worship with the Chancel Choir, cellist in worship, Bach on my iPhone. They were all made much more special for me because of a surprising event.
Last week, I experienced a partial loss of hearing. Seeing that my life is music, I was concerned. What turned out to be a minor medical problem gave me pause to consider what I would do if my passions suddenly couldn’t be my passions anymore.
Let me stop right here and say I am fine. A visit to the ENT fixed the problem. Minor issue. Nothing long lasting. Nothing to worry about.
As I read the Bible in 90 Days, there were several passages that I know from music I’ve sung. I would read those passages and sing the anthems I know. For those that aren’t musical, this is commonplace for musicians. We sing what we’ve sung. There is always a song in our minds.
While I could still hear those songs I know, how would it be not to hear the songs yet to come?
Aside from the basic issues of never again hearing the voice of my wife or my children, if you’ve heard parts of God’s given music, how would it be to no longer stand to hear anthems of praise having been a part of them all of my life?
One of my choir member’s wives is deaf. She teaches school in a regular school setting. She is amazing. She doesn’t ever hear her husband’s voice – and it is amazing.
Pause. What do I really value? Pause. What do I really covet? Pause. What do I really worship?
I continue to pray and ponder.
Prayers along your journey.