Friday, February 25, 2011

Heavenly Harmony - Day 130 of 365

This post is for February 4th, 2011

MEMORY -

A memory in church, first row, Uncle Pete to my left and my brother to my right.  The choir's vocal collaboration seemed to float throughout the isles gracefully, inviting people to join in the praise.  I was never one to sing in church.  Always a dancer, NEVER a singer.  I would hold the hymnal book with interest, but just read along while tapping my foot to the melody.  It was hard to keep a straight face while having Tweedledee and Tweedledum on either side of you.  Pete and Christian would sing dramatically in a stern "churchy voice" until I was red in the face with embarrassment.  Keeping my head in the book seemed to bring the whiteness back into my face, but it didn't seem to tune out the boys.

APPLICATION -

Erik and I were brought to a Gospel performance at a beautiful church is Paris.  They were called "Gospel Dream".  We were lucky enough to get front row seats.  The church seemed cold and dark before there was song.  As the first note was sung .... I could feel warmth begin to dance it's way in.  Their voices echoed throughout the church and off of my heart.  I was immediately touched.  The harmony was crisp, their energy was uplifting, I felt God intensely.  About half way through (once they began dancing) I began singing!   Even though Pete wasn't physically next to me, I felt him entirely around me.  For a moment, I was brought back to church, first row next to Uncle Pete, only this time I wasn't embarrassed.

From what I have heard, in Heaven, things are very different than here on earth.  Colors or more vivid, songs are more beautiful, time is timeless and people look the healthiest they've every looked.   Maybe the voice you have in heaven is one that is felt, not heard.  I say that only because I felt Peter sing along this evening.  The only one I could here with my spirit and not my ears.

REFLECTION -

Heaven will always be the mystery it was intended to be.  Through moments like tonight, where my soul surpasses my body, I get to hear with my heart and get a glimpse of what's ahead.  Brings me comfort to know that I will once again be reunited with Uncle Pete in a renewed form, only this time I'll be happily singing along.

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