This past week I had the opportunity to be in a grand concert hall in our city twice, once for an instrumental concert, and once for a massive choir concert. As I sat listening to the orchestra tuning themselves before the concert, I couldn’t help but think about us humans – making lots of noise and messes and getting into trouble. We won’t have that beautiful “symphonic” sound until the day our Lord takes us into heaven. I think the choir concert I attended offered a foretaste of what the great heavenly choir will be like. So many voices raised in praise to God – it was so uplifting.
It’s a long way from my music classes at school. As I work with my elementary aged students I have to have a lot of patience. I know how beautiful the song could be, but… they are young and inexperienced and often won’t meet the mark I would like to have set for them. I guess that’s like me. I miss the mark so often when it comes to living the Christian life. I know what the “piece” should sound like, but I go my own way and do my own thing. How I must grieve my Heavenly Father at times.
While my music students can gradually improve their performance skills with practice, I can do nothing to fix my messes in my Christian walk – only Jesus can do that. I can try and try to “be good”, but even with lots of effort I will never get it all right. Does that mean I stop trying? No. I couldn’t image a life where I didn’t give a care. The mercy God has shown me through His Son causes me to want to share that joy and love with others.
