Monday, February 18, 2013

Dear God,

I learned a valuable lesson in church this morning.  We do not all sing the same notes but we all sing the same song.

I confess there have been times when I could see life only from one perspective.  I wondered why a person did not respond to life circumstances the way I did.  It seemed so clear to me.  I still ask the same question but I know there are many ways to interpret events.  Silly me.

Today I sat in the second row in the choir loft which put me right in front of the tenors.  As we stood to sing hymns I was enriched by the sound of the tenor notes.  The harmonies and melodies were so beautiful. I realized I couldn't always hear them from the front row where we sopranos and altos sing. I loved being sandwiched between differing note singers.

As I listened to the morning message, I reveled in the beauty of the melodies and harmonies of life.  If we all sang the same note, how sterile, dull, and predictable the world would be.  While at times singing the same note is a wondrous thing, the fact there are so many more notes to be sung at the same time leaves me dizzy with possibilities and because I love to sing, I celebrate your goodness.

Please forgive
my narrowness
of mind,
O God.
Please teach me
the value
of human life's
many diversities.
Help me
be grateful
for many notes
and one song,
yours.

Love, Andrea