Peter and an Orchestra Concert

It’s a big concert hall, one of those places that has all of the dazzling lights and it seems like they have about 157 balconies that just seem to go up and up and up and everything is shiny and clean and everyone is wearing black suits or tuxedos and really fancy dresses pretty much every pair of shoes in the place could make my mortgage payment for at least 2 weeks.

You walk in, the usher shows you to your seat and makes sure you are satisfied. The musicians start slowly drifting on stage – even they are wearing tuxedoes and fancy dresses. Their instruments shine so brightly that you if the lights were lined up right, you’d need sunglasses.

Little by little, the sound grows. It’s not music, it’s a cacuphony of warm ups. It’s nerves being let out. It’s last minute efforts to make sure their instruments are in tune. It’s adjusting the stands so that the 2nd violin doesn’t bump into the 1st Viola. All sorts of last minute adjustments to make sure everything is perfect.

The first violin stands up and everyone immediately quiets down. That brings the audience to a complete silence too. She (or He) then walks through a predetermined routine to tune the intruments. While it is almost always the same, the rest of the symphony is not tuning to “perfect pitch” – no they are tuning to the concert master. They are tuning to make sure that every single instrument in the symphony is in tune with the leader. Once that is done, the Conductor comes out.

The audience applauds. Why do they applaud? Because the Conductor has done something grand? Because he didn’t trip on the way to the front? No, they applaud because for the symphony to live up to their potential, for the performance of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons to be the beautiful masterpiece that it really is, there needs to be a leader.

So, our story continues. The conductor stands up in front of the symphony, raises his baton and starts directing.

And the most awful hideous noise comes out of the symphony that you’ve ever heard. The cellists are yelling at the bass players because they are playing the wrong song. The violins are trying to figure out whether they have the right music or they have their music upside down or if they have the viola’s music. The director stops and they keep playing (if you call it that). The audience starts booing.

The director starts yelling at them. They just keep on playing. The audience flocks to the entry way like the concert hall is on fire (which it isn’t). The line at the front desk asking for refunds is outrageously long.

It’s a total disaster.

Never happen, would it? I doubt it – at least to that extent but let look at something….

“….Put into practice what you learned from me, what you heard and saw and realized. Do that, and God, who makes everything work together, will work you into his most excellent harmonies.”
Philippians 4:8-9 MSG

Three things that Peter is telling us there…..

• We need to incorporate into our lives what we learn from being in His community and part of his gathering of believer and from studying his word.
• God makes everything work together – in His time, not our time.
• He will work you into his most excellent harmonies. In other words, God’s already got a song going on, are we going to be part of his symphony or are we going to play a different tune?

If we’re going to be part of God’s excellent harmonies, then do play the part of the violinist who has decided to play a different song? Or do we seek to play God’s song?
If we’re going to play the part of the cellist, do we do that by yelling at people on social media in ways we probably wouldn’t wouldn’t dare face to face?

God’s perfect harmonies are indeed at work in our communities and our governments and our world, but the cacophony of misdirection and noise is making it harder and harder to see what God really wants us to do and to be.

May we all have enough quiet to be able to see and realize how we can be part of God’s excellent harmonies and not part of the out of tune cacophony that currently is clogging up the world and our airwaves…..


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