Coffeehouse Musings: Listen to the Angels Shouting

Angelic HostThis musing is going to be short, because it’s just a simple question that I’ve been reflecting upon this week.  The question is this: What song has God been singing to you lately?

In one of my favorite books that I haven’t read yet (I have lot’s of those) The Silmarillion, J.R.R. Tolkien describes the creation of the world as a symphony directed by God (Ilúvatar).  A mystical Jewish midrash describes God as “singing” the world into existence in Genesis.  I have been told that in Hinduism the “Om” symbol is the sound of the original vibration and energy of the created universe.  In West African cosmo-theology, there is emphasis placed on sacred drumming and singing in the religious encounter because “the gods won’t descend without a song.”  What all of these point to is the sacredness of sound and music and the idea that music in an instrument not only to communicate with the Divine, but also for the Divine to communicate with us.

Christmastime is a particularly musical time of year.  Music fills the air in malls, department stores, coffeshops, and even on boulevards and promenades.  Not to sound like a Grinch and “humbug” the Christmas tunes, but to me, so much of the music is just static.  “Grandma Got Runover by a Reindeer,” “I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas” and the like, aren’t songs that particularly convey the true, magnificent message of the season, but maybe that’s just me.  The music almost seems strategically placed to distract us from the reality of the season that is there beneath of the surface.

But there is a song hanging beneath the surface.  It’s that song that was sung by the manger 2,000 years ago by a heavenly host.  It’s a song that is trying to break through the constant appeals to “Buy! Buy! Buy!”  Listen…

If we can get beneath the static, I think we can hear the angels shouting their joyful news.  The angels are singing a song that, if we open our hearts, can be light to our darkness, strength to our weakness, comfort to our affliction, joy to our sorrow, and faith to our hopelessness.  In a season that seems to tell us our worth and value is found in what is under the tree, God is there singing a love song to us that affirms that our value is found in what is already in each of our hearts, the divine spark of God.

What are you listening to this season?  What song is stirring in your heart?  Where might God be trying to sing a song of new creation into your life?

Listen to the angels shouting…

Keep the faith, and make it COLORFUL!

Marcus+

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