(Musical terms in italics. From Leona's book-in-progress, chapter 10 "Singing on my Summit")
Sometime I sing a capella without accompaniment. Advancing age brings with it inevitable lonely experiences. However, I will never sing alone. God will be with me always, never leaving or forsaking me.
Sometime I sing a capella without accompaniment. Advancing age brings with it inevitable lonely experiences. However, I will never sing alone. God will be with me always, never leaving or forsaking me.
My summit season is for singing in F#.
I am “sharpening
my focus” to value things that are eternal, not the things of this
world which are temporal.
The Holy Spirit is like the little
harmonica that our choir conductor blew to start us on the right
pitch for the next song we were to sing.
God's limitless graces are like a
bulging repertoire. God has
prepared them for me so I could perform for His glory when
called upon.
At times I live my summit life con
dolore with sadness, sorrow, plaintively doloroso. Weeping
may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. Life inevitably
has grieving times but there is singing after the Lord dries my
tears.
Life also has allegro times,
serendipity moments, when life still moves briskly and I am cheerful
and joyful. God has given us richly all things to enjoy at every
season of life.
God guides me tenderly con amore,
with love, as I stumble over life's rough terrain, through dark
valleys, and up steep mountains.
I must maintain the proper perspective
that this life is only a prelude, an introduction, a proving
ground to prepare me for what is to come in God's eternal presence.
There are times when I am called upon
to give a solo recital, to give witness to what I have
learned personally through the life experiences the Lord has brought
me through.
Always there is an audience to
my life's performance, even in my chronologically advanced years. I
cannot let them down. I must take care to persevere and present a
strong, joyful song for the Lord for my finale.
Sometimes God composes a medley
of my life. Everything looks mixed up and there are only parts of
existing pieces, sometimes overlapping. I must remember that He plans
each piece for my good, whatever it looks like at the present moment.
I have many monotone
days—ordinary, routine, and common. But they all count with God,
all are a part of my life classroom experience.
Often I must repeat the lesson God has
patiently been trying to teach me, singing the same refrain
when I'd rather go on to the next verse of my life song.
I sometimes pout under the necessity
of still practicing scales when I think I am ready for
performance. Becoming older does not necessarily mean I am
becoming more mature.
The longer I live the more frequently
I listen to requiems. I'm singing sad songs for the friends
and loved ones who are leaving this life ahead of me.
God gives me “songs in the night,”
nocturnal melodies, when He has my ear and my attention in the
silence of the night.
In my faith and practice, I
must try diligently to stay on pitch and live in balance,
offering melodious praise not an uncertain sound.
On my summit it is inevitable that I
have down-tempo experiences, slow in pace, cast down and
dismayed. Sometimes I am laid aside and suffer downtime. God wants to
teach me through both the highs and lows of life, my “downsittings
and my uprisings.”
Too often my life seems made up of
muddled melodies, when everything seems harsh, discordant,
lacking harmony. Dissonance does not come from God and needs
to be replaced by His peace.
God provides happy times of singing in
unison, together times of fellowship and camaraderie, praising
Him in chorus, sometimes in
chant sung in unison in free
rhythm because Christ has set me free.
God
doesn't tell me in advance how many verses there
are in the song of my life as He has planned it. I am only to trust
Him.
I must keep my eye on the conductor,
God. He has the final say for the tempo of my life, the
phrasing, the dynamics and style of
His original composition—me.
I must heed His facial expressions and gestures as He
interprets the concluding opus of my life.
Grace Notes from
the Inspired Hymnbook
“I will sing to the Lord as long as I
live; I will sing praise [make music] to my God while I have being
[while I live]. May my meditation [thoughts] be pleasing [sweet] to
him, for I rejoice [find my joy] in the Lord....Bless the Lord, O my
soul!” (Psalm 104:33, 34 Amplified version)
“Let all who take refuge in Thee be
glad, let them ever sing for joy” (Psalm 5:11).
“Sing to him a new song; play
skillfully with a shout of joy” (Psalm 33:3).
“Serve the Lord with gladness; come
before Him with joyful singing” (Psalm 100:2).
“I shall sing with the spirit and I
shall sing with the mind also” (1 Corinthians 14:15).
“Let the word of Christ richly dwell
within you with all wisdom teaching and admonishing one another with
psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with thankfulness in
your hearts to God” (Colossians 3:16).
“Is any among you suffering? Let him
pray. Is anyone cheerful? Let him sing praises” (James 5:13).
“And they sang a new song saying,
'Worthy art Thou to take the book...” (Revelation 5:9).
“But the righteous sings and
rejoices” (Proverbs 29:6b).
“I made the widow's heart sing for
joy” (Job 29:13b).
“Then Moses and the sons of Israel
sang this song to the Lord, and said, 'I will sing to the Lord, for
He is highly exalted....The Lord is my strength and song...”
(Exodus 15:1 and 2a).
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