Love in the Chords

Got back one hour ago from a Jason Morant concert at Victory Fellowship in New Orleans. I drove across Lake Ponchartrain and met my friend John and his twin sisters Katy and Beth at 6:30.

Two-hour acoustic worship concert. The guy is a true worshiper, a great lyricist, and a talented/creative musician (keyboard and guitar). He's kind of a local Christian musician hero, as he is a New Orleans native and recently released a debut worship recording, Abandon (which I am now listening to), through Vertical Music, a division of Integrity Music.

During one of many spontaneous worship segments, this one particular one with Jason at the piano, he started singing something to God like, "Hear the love I cannot utter in the chords I am playing, Lord." I started thinking about the power of music. God is ingenious. He has created several of what I'll call "hidden languages." One hidden language is mathematics (which I am not so fond of). Mathematicians get wild-eyed at algorithms, patterns that must always be true. Another such language is genetics. Something as small as chromosomal arrangement controls a multitude of aspects of each human born, everything from eye color to emotional tendencies.

The language that Jason was speaking of is that of music. How thrilled the first musicians must have been to discover that plucking certain threads stretched with different amounts of tension across certain surfaces created ... a melody! Each note, each chord, is nothing in and of itself. It is part of a hidden language. It is only when each note is put in the context of a song that it becomes ... music.

God must be mysterious! He loves to hide things for us to find. Psalm 18:11 He [God] made darkness his secret place; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.
Romans 11:33 O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!
Ephesians 3:9 And to make all men see what is the fellowship of the mystery, which from the beginning of the world hath been hid in God, who created all things by Jesus Christ.

THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE MYSTERY! Who needs the Fellowship of the Ring?!

Jason's statement about love being in the chords of his song also brought to mind a human life. My life is like a song. The deeds I do are the notes and chords forming the composition. What kind of song am I composing? Am I producing something off-key and ugly by sinning and denying Christ? Is there love in the chords?