Friday, March 11, 2016

The Earth's Music

Year 4-Day 71: Today, I am grateful for the earth's music.

Last night, Randy I saw an incredible group of women making music on PBS. It was the most unusual music, with traditional instruments like piano and strings...but they were taking those instruments "out of the box" of traditional music and discovering new kinds of music. My favorite was "The Tempest". It began with a ships horn and then storm began to build until it raged...and then it quieted and came to an end. It was truly a great show. 

I have always loved nature's music. 

The song of the rain as it dances on pavement or rustles the leaves.
The wind's crescendo as it howls.
The rhythm of the wave as they slap the shore is part of what I love about the ocean.
The melody of the birds outside my window. (Sorry can skip that one)
The rumble of thunder is God's bass and the crack of lightening like the cymbal or snare.
The harmony of flowers as they come together with so many shades of color to create a tapestry.

"Nature has music for those who listen." - Shakespeare

This passage is a favorite of mine. It is recorded in Luke. Luke was a physician and very likely science minded by nature. After Jesus' triumphant entry into Jerusalem with the people shouting "Hosanna" and "Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord!"...just days before his crucifixion...the church leaders were very angry and fearful of the people's response to Jesus. This gentle man of miracles was rocking their world. He was not the Messiah they has they denied the signs and the evidence.

 And some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to him, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples.”  He answered, “I tell you, if these were silent, the very stones would cry out." And when he drew near and saw the city, he wept over it. - Luke 19:39-41

Jesus knew it was the beginning of the end of his time on earth. He knew the cross was before him. He knew the same people who cheered him would in a week deny and offer sneers at the mention of his name. Time was short. His love was deep. People might fail to praise him...but the stones would sing his glory.

“I tell you, if these were silent, the very stones would cry out."

Nature would never fail to recognize the glory and authority of God. It never will. 

I am grateful Luke captured this moment. 

Today, I am grateful for the earth's music...and Jesus' tears for those who miss his truth.

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