It’s only yesterday evening since the western musical night took place. We’re still in hungover mood from yesterday’s. But now we’re back in the hills and fields resuming work at a stone’s throw distance each.
When a friend started a line from one of yesterday’s song, friends help him sing, humming along the greenery of the hills. With the rains interfering and the clouds decorating the sky; it can be romantic at times, although we may be tired.
And at that time, it’s not the music you’re connected to; but the words. We spent the entire evening in the gig but if we don’t remember any of the words, we won’t be able to keep it alive for long. And with the vocalist very much chewing up the lyrics, sometimes it’s hard imitating them although the music’s still ringing in our ears.
In the countryside where I grew up, musical extravaganzas or gigs at any level hardly happen. For the performers, it did not earn them good revenue and the place lacks a bit of good infrastructure. Since we’re young and the adrenaline kicking, we can’t afford to miss such events.
Now, the night before, we’re swooning to the music with some young men carelessly trying to outperform the performers. The guitar plucking seems like the one we never heard before but in reality those were the songs and music we played at home too.
With the evening progressing to the night, it’s about time the event closed. By now we can only realized that we’ve been used up – our voices becoming husky, our strength barely supporting the body, and our mind trying to figure out our next direction.
The music’s fading behind us as we walked towards our home. We conversed loosely as some of our friends are still in trance. There are unprecedented words uttered which later on became a joke in our friend circles.
Our real life’s awaiting us. And we know it right away that it was a night to remember. Just as I write this, I can see myself with my friends still laughing and their smiling face. We are filled with mixed feelings – a sense of happiness and wryness once we’re back to work.
The music fades but the happiness must go on; the friendship must go on. Those who revealed their secret crush the previous night must bear the teasing. Our missed steps and our way of dancing and singing will go on for years.
But some friends could stay on forever missing the good times, which would never come back. However, life must go on!
The God-ordained Music:
Music in our living is not forever. It surely stops at some point leaving us high and dry. While music added the much needed gel to our life, the music ordained by God changes our living. Our character, our thoughts, our behaviors are hugely influenced by God’s ordained music.
Saul, the first chosen king of Israel, was left by the spirit. (1 Samuel 16:14-23) And an evil spirit tormented him, says the Bible. In very short, his attendants suggested and search a man who can play music, here harp, for him.
They found David, the then shepherd and son of Jesse, to play music for the king. Whenever the evil spirit from God bothered Saul, David would play his harp. Saul would relax and feel better, and the evil spirit would go away.
Since David was made to stay with the king, it must be that when the music fades and for long it was unheard, an evil spirit bothered Saul again. When the music evanesce, our life in any level or capacities can be tormenting.
The music in our life, at least in the background, may fade and died with nothing to hear but we can run to the Lord for giving us a new song.
As king David proclaimed, He put a new song in my mouth; a hymn of praise to our God. (Psalms 40:3) It is good for the soul who patiently waited for the Lord in the time of suffering and spiritual dryness.
The Fading Music:
Due to circumstances in life, the music fades each passing day. Some of us ended up unable to hear, staying away due to various reasons and situations doesn’t hold good. Anyways, real life is when the music fades.
In an Indian marriage reception, music plays an important role on their wedding day. But after the music dies down, real life begins. Both individual becomes partner for inspiring each other with good music for their remaining life. And that’s a relatively close yet different and huge topic, so let’s leave it here.
When the music fades we talk, chat with each other, listen to each other, and some securing good connections. In the church, the music and songs draws us closer to the Lord we worship. We listen, stay connected, spirit uplifted when we joined a blessed praise and worship service.
The habitual worshipping with songs and music doesn’t offer much to God and church-goers. We humans easily fall prey to habits. The habitual worshipping and music must not have place in the church.
If that is the case, the next generation won’t have music which would guide and calm their heart in their struggle for life. They would make music close to their heart but farther from the desires of God.
When the music dies down, for a true believer, the heart remains; the heart that belongs to the Father. The heart rescued by Jesus; a true worshipper, who love him, obey him, and having hope in his promises.
It’s our heart that our Lord wanted the most. Our heart filled with praise, a grateful attitude, a willing sacrifice, and see as the Lord sees.
When the Music fades
When the music is evanescing
Whisper to me your words gently
When the music is fading
Let me hear more of you
When the music is dimming
Shine bright in my way
I’ll hold tight onto you
To never let you go
Passing your good deeds
To my child hold ‘em true
When the music fades
Tell me more of your love
When the music dims
Your face, I wanted to see
And When I grow pale
I’d be closer to you
When my mouth dried up
Put a new song in me!
The music may fade
Yet Jesus remains the same.
The music may dim
Yet his love and grace prevails!
