Leonard Cohen once sang these words:
“I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah”
While few know Cohen’s name nowadays, many know the name of his song from the plethora of covers paying homage to it: “Hallelujah”.
The real King David sang redemptive songs in the night.
And David spoke to the LORD the words of this song on the day when the LORD delivered him from the hand of all his enemies, and from the hand of Saul.
He said, “The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer,
my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold and my refuge, my savior; you save me from violence.
I call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised, and I am saved from my enemies.
“For the waves of death encompassed me, the torrents of destruction assailed me;
the cords of Sheol entangled me; the snares of death confronted me.
“In my distress I called upon the LORD; to my God I called. From his temple he heard my voice, and my cry came to his ears.
~ 2 Samuel 22:1-8
King David was a man whom knew both intimate communion with the Lord Of All That Is as well as intense suffering.
David both found and gave solace through the gift of music. God used David in the most unusual of ways. In the same way, God may well desire to use you in ways you will never fully realize until you meet your maker.
God used David to be a King, though He did not look nearly as Kingly as his predecessor, Saul. God used David to kill the bully Goliath, with a handful of stones. God used David to drive away evil spirits, using nothing but music.
1 Samuel 16:23
And whenever the harmful spirit from God was upon Saul, David took the lyre and played it with his hand. So Saul was refreshed and was well, and the harmful spirit departed from him.
Yesterday a harp player stopped by my Resplendent Bride’s room and blessed us with beautiful music. She played a song that could have been endless. I couldn’t help but to thank God for her. Many with musical abilities use their talents for their own exaltation, even within Christian circles *GASP*. A musician doesn’t even need a record deal to exalt himself: girls just like boys with guitars. Yet, here she was playing her harp on the cancer floor. May God bless her for using her abilities to enrich the lives of the fellowship of the suffering. The same goes for those whom play and sing in nursing homes and hospices.
When my mother was in hospice another harp player came by a couple times. My mother may have been unconscious, but I believe she heard.
Music can be a great comfort to those who have forgotten what comfort in this world feels like.
May we all spend some time pondering how we can use the gifts God has given us to comfort God’s forgotten yet beloved ones.
You’ll be glad you did.
You never know what a blessing you may give to someone by sharing a gift you don’t particularly treasure. You may not be the best at what you do, but your time and love is priceless.
And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony.
And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful.
Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God.
And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.
~ Colossians 3:14-17
After Darkness Light,
~ Pastor Evan