My friend and his banjo came by the other night. Nice! Spring evening, doors open, sounds and smells of Spring.
And the sound of friends catching up on each other’s lives.
Sometimes we need to do that; just sit in the quiet of the evening and talk. Sharing the moment, and sharing that moment in view of life and eternity. Our moments are brief flashes set in forever. We need to take note of the moments as we look at this life and life beyond this life.
(Psalms 90:12 NKJV) So teach us to number our days, That we may gain a heart of wisdom.
My friend brought his banjo, and I had my guitar, so we played a little music. Sometimes we need to do that too; play a little music. Think how amazing that is. Strum a pick across the strings and whoosh, the room is transformed with a most beautiful gift that God has given. Pick a little banjo; sing a phrase instead of speaking it and it wraps itself in all kinds of meaning.
Sometimes I play music that is very involved and it’s no more than a physical exercise. And sometimes I can stop briefly at the keyboard and play three notes and the music captures me. That is God. God does that. God touches the smallest thing and that little bitty event brings the mundane into the presence of God. No more just a sound created on a musical instrument; we enter the reality of living before God.
