Saturday, May 19, 2007

spiritual resonance

We mentioned the other day that fragrance is a characteristic that the Lord appreciates.  Incense, sacrifices and even certain perfumes are mentioned in the Bible as pleasing to the Lord and, as believers, we are charged to be the fragrance of Christ.  I take that to mean there is something in our presence, before a word is said that communicates the reality of the Lord in our lives. 
 
Another wonderful quality that the Lord has blessed us with is sound.  In the choir we practice to create worshipful attitudes through blended voices that use harmony, timing and volume to charge the atmosphere..the air of our sanctuary... and bring the congregation into the presence of the Lord.  There is something wondrous about music, and about the human voice, that can bind message, emotion and conviction together in a form that can speak to the heart of the listener.
 
Everything has a natural frequency for vibration.  When a tuning fork vibrates at the natural frequency as a nearby object it will start to vibrate as well.  Two thoughts come to mind:  the Lord is able to adjust His voice to match our natural frequency, whether we're vibrating with anxiety, shivering with fear or effervescing with joy.  The other thought is a longing that the Lord would tune our natural frequency so it becomes a supernatural frequency that matches His, that we might hear Him more readily and walk in harmony and in oneness with Him.
 
Methodist pastor Robert Robertson penned these words in 1757, at the age of 22, in the midst of a great evangelical movement in England:
 
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.
 
Deuteronomy 4:11-12 You came near and stood at the foot of the mountain while it blazed with fire to the very heavens, with black clouds and deep darkness.  Then the LORD spoke to you out of the fire. You heard the sound of words but saw no form; there was only a voice.
 
blessings,
Rob Smith

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