When I was a little kid my parents dragged me to church. We
sat in the pews and watched the grownups follow the rituals of the
congregation. We sat and stood at prearranged times. We even sang. And prayed.
A lot of the latter!
One of the things I remember is the phrase – “Make a Joyful
Noise Unto the Lord.”
It took awhile for me to understand that this was an
invitation for us to thank God for the good things in life and make a noise to
that effect. At times the noise was prayer spoken out loud. Later we said
prayers silently but with as much effect as out loud, or at least so I was
told!
We also read words in response to what the minister read.
And we recited creeds, prayers and other material often throughout the year. On
cue, you know. What we were supposed to do was printed in the program or
bulletin. Years later I attended church with Roman Catholics and Episcopalians;
their congregations erupted periodically with memorized recitations totally
unfamiliar to me. But they were taught well. Long recitations spilled from
their mouths many times during the service. Not so in protestant churches!
Anyway, the verbal noise aside, there was music. Hymns,
anthems, choral introits and cantered liturgy were very much a part of worship
services. I liked the music part. I sang along as best I could and later joined
the choirs of many churches over the years. I enjoyed the music. Even more, I
enjoyed singing. It made me feel good.
Music with feeling became a part of my life. I learned to
play the piano and violin with feeling. I learned to listen to music with a
feeling ear. It stirred me. It lifted my spirits and lowered them to reverent
places, too. Music was a prime element of my life.
It still is. Humming in the shower, or singing fully out
loud in the shower, is a daily expression of joy. Driving down the street and
singing in accompaniment to the radio is another joyful time.
Music is more than an art. It is a life force, too. Singing
or playing an instrument and just making music in general is an expression from
deep within the person. It may be soulful, sad or joyous, but no matter; it is
still a joyful noise!
It should be heard often as a celebration of life. Perhaps
that is why music is such a constant companion of our lives? If so that is a
good thing. We should do more of it!
July 29, 2015
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