This is the Day…Friday
April 16, 2021
Our Songs to God
One of my earliest memories of attending church was at Armstrong Memorial Presbyterian with my family. During those days Armstrong was a thriving church, and the Sanctuary was filled with worshippers each Sunday morning. Each week, as we waited for worship to begin, Dad would spend time talking to friends seated around us, mostly about their golf game or the condition of their lawn. Mom would talk with her lady friends from the circle and constantly comment on the new hat someone was wearing or how nice their shoes looked with their dress.
I, on the other hand, was just settling in for another hour of reading, coloring, drawing, and fidgeting. One of the best parts of the worship service for me was when we sang hymns. It was especially entertaining when Ms. Rowland was sitting behind us. Ms. Rowland was a well-dress, very proper older lady. She was always very sweet and kind to me and my brothers. Mom would typically have a nice conversation with her prior to the worship service. But there was something very unusual about Ms. Rowland. She had a rather high-pitched, squeaky voice when she spoke. And Ms. Rowland used it to her advantage because she just loved to sing! Loudly!
One Easter Sunday, the church was packed, and we were singing, “He Lives!” We came to the end of the chorus and sang out that last, “He lives, within my heart!” Ms. Rowland was singing with all her heart and let out some high-pitched squeaks that echoed throughout the Sanctuary! It was so loud and squeaky that my Mom got tickled. She started laughing and just could not stop. I was watching her and so I started laughing with her. Ms. Rowland never knew why we were laughing, but when we got home, I asked Mom if God heard those squeaks. She said, “Yes, I’m sure He did, and I am sure it was a joyful noise to Him too.”
God does enjoy our singing to Him, regardless of the squeaks. I am sure it is a beautiful sound to hear our voices, along with those of the angels as He is praised day and night. But our most beautiful songs to God do not necessarily come from hymns in the church Sanctuary during a worship service. Anytime we call out to God during our times of fear or trial, it is a beautiful song to God. When we come to God with our load of guilt, God hears our song. When we pour out our misery, God hears a melody.
Our songs may be squeaky and filled with tears of shame, but to God they are beautiful music because His child is seeking Him and drawing close.
“Sing to the Lord a new song; sing to the Lord, all the earth. Sing to the Lord, praise His name; proclaim His salvation day after day. Declare His glory among the nations, His marvelous deeds among all peoples. For great is the Lord and most worthy of praise.” (Psalm 96:1-4a)
Every song is not perfect to our ears. Some songs are filled with pain and sorrow. But it is your song, and it is music to God’s ears.