Showing posts with label Hearing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hearing. Show all posts

Thursday, August 1, 2019

An Uncertain Note

Friday, August 2, 2019

Even lifeless instruments like the flute or the harp must play the notes clearly, or no one will recognize the melody.  And if the bugler doesn’t sound a clear call, how will the soldiers know they are being called to battle?  1 Corinthians 14:7-8

Unexpected things are so named because they’re not expected.  Sometimes those unanticipated events are tragedy – sometimes comedy; occasionally they are both!
Homecoming/memorial service at our church is the most well-attended Sunday of the year, and the choir is reserved a spot to sit together in a side area of the worship center.  This is for two reasons – there might not be a seat in the main area, and most of the choir helps serve the dinner following worship, so they have a convenient side door where they sit to hurry out when the service ends. 
For last year’s service the final hymn I chose was familiar to our bunch.  However, as we sang the first verse, I suddenly realized most of the returning members and visitors had never heard it before.  In a moment of what turned out to be less-than-inspired, I stepped to the side room where the choir was sitting and tried to speak to our Lay Leader to bring the choir out to stand in front of congregation to help lead the singing.  Our Lay Leader is a most helpful and agreeable man, but he is almost as deaf as I am.  He misunderstood my request; he thought I was encouraging them to leave.  I began to lead them, but as I walked to the front I was alone; they went out the side door. 
In the split second in which I realized I was alone, I wondered if that was how it was for Jesus when the Roman soldiers came to arrest him, and his followers beat a frenzied retreat.  I am not equipped to lead singing…I mean, I can get enough volume, but when the notes come out of my mouth, there are few people who would pay money to hear those notes when they get there.  (I daresay there might be a few willing to purchase ear plugs for such times, or a lynching rope).
I learned two lessons (or rather re-learned things I’d messed up before):
1.     Don’t take things for granted.  If I’d followed that, I would have asked someone about singing that song.
2.     When you’re leading, sound a clear note so others can follow.
Those wisdom tidbits oftentimes come at a great price.  Once learned, they should be kept close in hand.  Being the leader doesn’t mean you get to decide everything gets done the way you want it; spiritual leadership means it’s your responsibility to sound a clear note, so others will know we’re not going out the side door.
For You Today
The clear note from our God about his children’s path is found in Jesus’ last words of his earthly ministry:

And you will be my witnesses, telling people about me everywhere—in Jerusalem, throughout Judea, in Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.”  Acts 1:8

Now, that’s NOT an unclear note; we get to decide what instrument we’ll play, but all God’s children are part of the band!
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day.

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[1] Title Image:  Pixabay.com        Unless otherwise noted, Scripture used from The New Living Translation©

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Hearing Others Speak

Tuesday, May 24, 2016
On the day of Pentecost all the believers were meeting together in one place.  Suddenly, there was a sound from heaven like the roaring of a mighty windstorm, and it filled the house where they were sitting.  Then, what looked like flames or tongues of fire appeared and settled on each of them.  And everyone present was filled with the Holy Spirit and began speaking in other languages, as the Holy Spirit gave them this ability.  At that time there were devout Jews from every nation living in Jerusalem. When they heard the loud noise, everyone came running, and they were bewildered to hear their own languages being spoken by the believers.  They were completely amazed. “How can this be?” they exclaimed. “These people are all from Galilee, and yet we hear them speaking in our own native languages!     Acts 2:1-8(NLT)
Having been raised in the Northeast I spoke a different language than the new neighbors I encountered when we moved to rural Florida in 1977.  My ears were accustomed to youse guys, what-evah, and eating lunch for the noonday meal.  It took me forever to get accustomed to y’all, and being called darlin by someone other than my mother or my wife. 
When a dear church member gave us some vegetables from her garden she apologized for the small amount; the garden wasn’t makin’ good yet, but there was enough to make a mess.  My bride waited until we were on the way home and wondered aloud…why would Jean want us to make a mess with this squash?  Jean had been speaking Southern; we were hearing in Northern.
It was the exact opposite on the Day of Pentecost.  Peter spoke in his own language and a whole crowd of people (representing many language groups) heard perfectly – in their own language.  It was a miracle!
I recently watched a video describing how Waverly Labs has developed an earbud that allows for real time language translation.  You wear the earbud when someone is speaking another language, and you hear it translated.  It was invented by a guy who speaks English, but met and fell in love with a French-speaking girl.  
Love drives a lot, eh?
And that was the point of Pentecost.  The Gospel – the birth of Jesus, his sinless life, sacrificial death, victorious resurrection and glorious promise that He will return to usher-in His utter reign among God’s people, was a love story that needed to be told to everyone.  God was not about to let language get in the way.
My first thought about that language translation earbud was WOW!  On deeper reflection I began to imagine the implications for sharing the Gospel with others.  Missionaries going to new places where multiple dialects are spoken, international port city ministries where different language groups pass in and out daily; the list is endless.
Another thought I had was wistfully reminiscent; I wish they’d had this forty years ago when we moved to the South…I could’ve used a translator then!

For You Today

As a matter of course, guarding your heart is a good thing.  Part of that is checking up on your attitude.  That means asking yourself a question or two at the right time (NOW). 
Here’s a good one:  Do you ever let little differences between you and someone you don’t understand get in the way of the Gospel?
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road today…have a blessed day!

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[1] Title Image: By Spicer, William Ambrose, 1866- , via Wikimedia Commons