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December 21 I awoke this morning again thinking about the great Czech composer, Antonin Dvorak. Like me, Dvorak spent time away from his country. He spent several years in the US, where he went twice daily to church and found some creative spark. It’s almost laughable to compare myself to Dvorak (for I don’t even go to church twice daily and I’m a missionary) and yet there is something that has given birth to creativity by living away from home. Could it be the chaos? After my usual early morning coffee, I put “New World” on the stereo and was, in the words of C.S. Lewis, pulled “higher in and further up.” I lay down, listening to the tragedy, conflict, and divine beauty with the eyes of my soul. When the last note was played, I silently wondered what Dvorak had seen and heard that enabled him to create such a masterpiece. After a time of silence, my thoughts went back to the song of Revelation 12. I then began to pray for one of the desires of my heart: Lord, would you send someone to put to music what John saw and heard when he wrote Revelation 12? As I walked the streets today, taking care of business, I found myself humming, with a slight spring in my step. Maybe God is already singing this song in and through me? |
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