This is a piece I wrote for an organization known as Arts in the Park. They hosted me yesterday as an author to showcase my recent book, Prayers of a Warrior, and also to share an original poem prior to their concert.
I researched the organization, as well as the band they were hosting, to prepare a piece well-suited to them and glorifying to God. The result, showcased here, turned out quite well in my estimation.
Why do we make music?
With that question pondered, I would remind us that after God saved the ancient Israelites from the hand of Egypt at the Red Sea, the first thing Moses and the people did was write a new song unto the Lord, extolling His good deeds.
“I will sing to the LORD,” they said, “for He is highly exalted. The horse and rider He has thrown into the sea. The LORD is my strength and my song, and He has become my salvation. He is my God, and I will praise Him, my father’s God, and I will exalt Him.”
At each new mercy and triumph over evil, we read David hearken those who would listen to sing a new song unto the Lord as he himself would do. For each new victory is worthy of remembrance, and what better way to remember than through the immortal words of a song, with music to our ears so oft to stick more than simple prose.
For as this world was created through a spoken word of God, so too do we sow good or ill unto the world with the words we speak and songs we sing.
We carry on such deeds every day when we make music and share new songs with the talent God has endowed us with. In contemplation of that, I wrote these words to share with you and all the world. I call this piece, “For What Is This Song?”
What makes this music to ears that hear?
These tunes men play so near and dear?
What makes a song not just mere sound?
But something where true life abounds?
For to abundant life, are all men called
And to that way, many have stalled
Yet woken from slumber, they may yet be
For a song is not just to hear, but to see
So then, perhaps, music may be
A glimpse of ours, or perhaps a key
To find our way back to our Lord
When all our ways have become untoward
As medicine unto the soul
Just the right song can make one whole
To brighten up the darkest day
And lead one back who’s lost his way
Not just for us to celebrate
Nor just to sing of things so great
But to remind of that most dear
And call us unto God most near
Thanks be to Him for those He made
Who bring us all new songs each day
A glory to our Lord on high
Are these great songs they do supply
May we ever be so blessed, indeed
And never find ourselves in need
Of those so skilled in such great art
Teeming with a musician’s heart
Thank you to all the musicians who rightly use the talent and artistic abilities God has endowed and cultivated within you. I thank you as a martial artist, and as God’s servant. May the Lord bless you and guide you all of your days.
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