I hear music in my head. Gorgeous music, joyful music, fantastic you-never-heard-this-before music, the kind of music that would make your heart dance.
I have only two problems (only two? That’d be my wife’s response).
First, in my head doesn’t mean on my lips. Even with popular songs, ones everyone knows, I have a hard time getting tunes and words right. I’m no song leader. Pure follower here and glad to be even that.
Although I’m pretty certain I could lead “Jesus Loves Me” without much prompting.
“Happy Birthday?” Probably. Maybe. Well, I’m not so sure about that one.
My second problem happens the moment I wake up. See, I hear full symphonies in my dreams—strings, woodwinds, brass, the whole orchestra. The residue from such a dream is a strong sense of pleasure and well-being. The music bounces around in my soul and puts a big grin in my heart.
But, and this is a big but (as opposed to a big butt, which my wife says I don’t have but a big gut, well…oh, yeah, to the point), I don’t remember a single note.
Those dreams and the special warmth they leave in their wake seem to come from a place far beyond me. I’m neither that talented nor imaginative. At least not without some help. From the ONE.
So where do amazing dreams begin? At HOME? I believe so.
The Bible says, “Every good and perfect gift is from above (can we say, HOME?), coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights…” (James 1:17a, NIV).
I call these moments leaks. Something good leaks out and we enjoy HOME’S pleasures.
Leaks bring joy.
Leaks bring hope.
Leaks bring laughter.
Leaks bring love.
So music leads me HOME. It speaks of something more and something better and something great.
And that’s why I don’t think it’s crazy talk when someone converses with the ONE who leads us on the JOURNEY HOME. In fact, I think it’s crazy not to talk to the ONE.
QUESTION: Where does the pleasure of HOME leak into your life?