Rhythms & Melodies

I wish I had something profound to write here, but it’s nothing really profound - especially if you are older than 30 years old. Simply put, we live in the rhythms and seasons of life. We’re born, grow up, marry (most, I guess), have & rear children, watch them leave the nest and return with grandkids (not my experience as of yet!) and we die.

The most amazing thing about all of this is that we were totally non-existent before birth, then suddenly, we exist - body, soul, spirit, mind, emotions, desires, will and all! Then we spend the next 60-100 years learning, scrapping, wondering, wandering, fighting, loving, hating, learning, adjusting, settling, scheming and much, much more. And all this for what? In hopes of leaving a miniscule scratch on the surface of life so that in generations to come people will remember us, revere us, worship us?

It certainly seems that way!

Now don’t take me as a cynic. I’m cynical, but not to the point of insisting that this life has no purpose or meaning. I think that this life has tremendous purpose & meaning. But I think that it is preparation for the future! Not the future that we experience in this life, but the future which we will experience when we pass from this world from our earthly bodies.

I think, as Jesus submitted, that this life is only the beginning of something MUCH bigger, greater, and that we are to find what our place is in that life. Jesus offers to us a unique role in that “future life” as His children, in His family, representing Him while we are still here on this planet in this life. It is a strange thing to even think that we at all exist.

But by the grace of God we would not even possess a body, let alone the capabilities to reason, desire, plan, understand, connect with others, etc. In that, I have to simply say that rhythms & melodies I sense & experience as I walk through life are written by the Great Choreographer, Who has His own plan for the song He is writing and the dance He is designing for us to sing & dance in His strength, time, plan and to His glory and blessing of His creation.

So simple. So elegant. So difficult when I let my proud heart scribble my out-of-sync-and-out-of-tune notes on the pages of His composition. Sing HIS song today. Dance HIS dance today. I am releasing all I am - once again (sigh) - to the hands of the Great Choreographer, the Grand Conductor.