Older readers—and, I hope, some younger ones as well—will smile in their hearts when they hear the first lovely strains of Rodgers and Hammerstein’s 1965 classic, The Sound of Music:
“The hills are alive with the sound of music . . .”
I don’t know if the two composers intended to or not, but they beautifully captured the truth of Scripture in that lyric. In the beginning, the supernatural sound of our Master’s music permeated every aspect of His creation. Everything created was created as a hymn to His glory, including our first two parents in the Garden. There was a holy harmony—both vertically, between man and God, and horizontally, between man and creation, and not one note was out of tune . . . until Adam and Eve decided to sing a different song from the one God had written. Our first parents created the sound of madness rather than music.
Adam and Eve decided to sing their own song, one which began with a sour, ugly refrain: “Did God really say . . . ?” and every note that followed struck the wrong cord. God’s holy harmony was replaced by man’s unholy disharmony, which leads to division, disease, and despair.
But God, in His infinite mercy and grace, did not leave us in our discordant mess. He promised to send a Savior to reconnect us with the supernatural sound of His music. To be sure, there is a rhythm to our redemption, one that reconnects us to our Redeemer God and each other because of the new song God puts in our heart.
I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord. (Psalm 40:1-3)
You see, our new song sings the praises of our God once again. We are reconnected to our Creator Composer as our hearts begin to beat for nothing smaller than our Savior. God lifts us out of the slimy pit and places us in His song-filled palace. He removes us from the mud and mire and recalibrates our hearts to reconnect with the Master’s music. We go from the beat of the temporal to the beauty of the eternal. We begin making music that has meaning and singing supernatural songs that connect us to eternal significance.
The complex beauty of this supernatural sound of music lies in the fact that it is different for all of us. We are not all reading from the same “sheet music,” but rather God has provided us with both the space and structure to connect our song with His song. God is calling us out of our self-absorbed, self-centered existence and into a sphere of song that beats eternal.
Remember, there is no firm footing when we are playing our own music apart from our Cosmic Composer. It is only when we have aligned our song with His song, through the rhythm of our redemption, that we will rise above the ashes of defeat and the waves of challenge, singing again the supernatural sounds of our Master’s music.
This is the Gospel. This is grace for your race. NEVER FORGET THAT . . . AMEN!