So I took a trip tonight through my written past and found this little nugget. It was written after a worship team meeting I attended about four years ago. I hope you enjoy it!
The Soul of Music
I was reminded tonight by my music minister (props to Cmo:) of what a privilege it is to help lead others into worship with the father. I am honored that God has gifted me in the universal tongue. We may not all speak the same language but every human heart listens and reverberates to the deep and unmistakable sound of the soul of music. Before a child can understand words of comfort, he recognizes the emotion behind his mothers lullaby. His restless condition is only temporary when he begins to hear the love of his mother through her song. When we posture our hearts towards God in worship, he sings his lullaby through us. A glimmer of that moment of love can change everything. The lonely are comforted, the broken are mended, and captive hearts are set free. How could you not love and adore a God that created such a beautiful and effective means of communicating with his children? I am a broken and misshapen vessel and yet he chose me to be a part of this divine and crucial action. I am humbled and baffled when I pause to consider that fact. That is why nothing else matters when I am before my father. There is a bliss and a sense of euphoria that is inexplicable outside of his presence. There is where I find my refuge. That is where I find my fulfillment. God placed all of those things in music so that they could be discovered, understood, and transplanted into the soul of man forever linking the father to his children and forever giving us access to the lullaby he sings over us.
Zephaniah 3:17
"The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.
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