Pastor Mike spoke tonight at our Wednesday night Bible study and it was altogether a wonderful lesson, but there was one statement he made that stuck with me. He was speaking of prayer and different types of prayer, and he said, “Sometimes it’s alleluia, sometimes praise the Lord.” Suddenly I could feel the times we have worshipped with music, so I want to talk about music for a minute!
There are 91 references in the Bible to music. When King Saul was tormented by an evil spirit, which to me sounds like the modern-day version of a bi-polar, very depressed and suicidal spirit, David was brought in to play his harp and the dark spirit would leave him. The Psalms are filled with the songs that were written in praise, supplication, repentance, and a lot of different types of songs that all carried the message through music.
When I was the Music director at church I always tried to have a theme in mind, and I considered the music portion of the service like a farmer plowing a field that is full of stones and hard clumps of earth that once broken up can easily receive the seed the farmer throws into the ground. I felt that I helped prepare the hearts of the people so that the minister could give the word to hearts that were ready to receive the seed and water of the Word of God.
Music is life to me it can bring me to heights of praise or drop me into the depths of despair. There are times that hearing one single chord will bring tears to my eyes, it is that feeling of the swelling inside of your chest that feels like your heart is going to burst. I have my music arranged so that whatever mood I am in I only play songs that complete that mood and recently I found music that is only the waves of the ocean, my other passion, and in the background singular monotone notes being played, it can take me right to the edge of that beach where I am watching the waves roll in, the seagulls gliding over the water watching for little fish to catch and I am at complete peace.
When our church band has a concert, I’m sure we will have one again at Christmas, and I play the keyboard, even if there are problems in my life that need to be addressed or if I feel as if the weight of the world is on these two shoulders, from the first notes we play I am in a happy zone where there are no problems, no death or dementia, no dishes to wash or clothes to fold, no worries just the beat and rhythm of the music and nothing exists outside of that while I am playing. One funny thing to me is that I played the Hammond organ so long that when the music starts my left foot refuses to stay still and plays phantom pedals!
If I were in a cartoon it would show the music picking me up and twirling me around and around but then… but then… the music stops and I am once again dropped into my life to face everything that I need to get done. In Revelation 4:11 we read that when we stand around the throne of God we will be chanting, “You are worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honor and power; for You created all things, And by Your will they exist and were created.”
How thrilling to know that wonderful, lifted up, exultant feeling will never ever have to go away for the music will live on…