music

I've been reading A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle. It is such an amazing book. It is a children's story, I read it in fourth grade, yet it is written so extraordinarily well with so much imagery and symbolism that it will captivate anyone. I love the way that she incorporates the gospel into her work. It is like a snowball rolling down a hill, it is fun in the beginning and just gets even better and better until the end. Literally. Everyone should read it.

Again. Everyone should read it.

But, yesterday, I read this part that I just couldn't pass over. I'll quote it then give my thoughts.

If it was impossible to describe sight to Aunt Beast, it would be even more impossible to describe the singing of Aunt Beast to a human being. It was a music even more glorious than the music of the singing creatures on Uriel. It was a music more tangible than form or sight. It had essence and structure. It supported Meg more firmly than the arms of Aunt Beast. It seemed to travel with her, to sweep her aloft in the power of song, so that she was moving in the glory among the stars, and for a moment she, too, felt that the words Darkness and Light had no meaning, and only this melody was real.¹

Have you ever been some where with music that moved you? I'm not talking about just everyday listening but real music from a choir or opera or something of that sort. That when you listened something inside of you craved more.

I feel like L'Engle has written an amazing glimpse of the way music will be in Heaven. When every tribe, tongue and nation stand before Jesus singing and worshiping. I think it will be something so moving. So glorious. That we will be able to feel it. It will move us.

In her book, L'Engle so delicately incorporates scripture into a children's novel. Truth. Interwoven with fiction. Amazing. I love the way she writes. Please read it. Let me know after you do.


¹ L'Engle, Madeleine. A Wrinkle in Time. New York: Farrar, Straus and Company, 1962. 184-185.

people

people need people. it was built in us from the beginning. there is something in us that can only be filled by people. when we don't have people something breaks down, something doesn't sit well with us. sometimes we don't fill it with the right mix or try and subsitute the acceptance of people instead of people themselves and we end up in a race of trying to fix it with anything other than people.

when you realize that the only way to fill the hole of people is to be real, genuine and vulnerable that adds a lot of risk to the equation. and what i don't get though is that people hurt. a lot. people hurt people even when they don't realize it. we made to live in community. to live for other people. to give ourselves away on behalf of those around us. but, even if it hurts?

somewhere in this whole mix Jesus fits, but that is where i'm missing out. i just don't know where to find Him in all of this. it is like this: we were made for Jesus but we were also made for community. people. but if we run after people we will miss Jesus and if we run after Jesus we have to trust that He is going to provide people. that is where i'm at. i like people. i used to not but i do now. so i'm trying to follow Jesus and find people along the way.

please give me your thoughts. i truly would like them.