A song.
I am very grateful for today. I often say Thursday is the best day of the week and today really lived up to the billing. I delivered a training session with people and felt it was worthwhile – which is not always the case. I felt it was consistently sufficient for it s purpose – and that is not always the case. I felt it finished as strongly as it finished – this too is not always the case.
Suitably pleased with that part of my life today, I was then informed that we as a family would be going out to eat. It’s the first time we as a family have gone out for a proper meal since our move to Stoke-on-Trent. Apparently it was a meal in honour of my birthday which was last Friday. It was a pleasant occasion and I was stuffed by the end of it. (They rolled me out into the car and then rolled me from the car to home.) More importantly I was with my wife, her sister, my niece and the three daughters making a whole heap of noise at the restaurant and essentially enjoying ourselves.
On arriving home I discovered that a package my friend had sent the other day had arrived which had meant glorious reading material for the next few days.
So plenty to be grateful for today. In and amongst all that, though, the outstanding thing that provoked me to write was how there was a song for every occasion. More than words on a page, someone captures them and with the aid of musical accompaniment designs a soundscape that transports us to a place in our hearts and minds. It’s not just words spoken, it’s sentiments, messages, thoughts and feelings conveyed by the power of the sung word that stirs something in us that just speaking cannot achieve.
I am grateful for songs of gratitude. I am grateful for songs of pain. I am grateful that in the song the entire range of human expression can be expressed and kept as a testimony of God’s strength in our weakness, God’s patiences in our impulsiveness, God’s justice in the midst of our injustice.
The song has such power to move and whether spoken or not I appreciate that we are engaging in things a bit beyond us at times. Yet it’s important to recognise that the power of the song will never leave. As long as there are humans on the earth, there will always be a song, and I am glad about that.
For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
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