I love to sing. Once upon a time I could. Sadly, my age and my physiology has left me with a wizened vocal range and a tonal quality that sounds like someone has poured motor oil on my vocal cords. Most days I can't even hope to eke out a few lines.
I've been thinking about eternity lately. Given the cartoons we often see, I suppose many Americans think of eternity as a place where we float around on clouds and play harps all day. I think of eternity as a time when God has set things right again. Part of that package entails the granting of a new "glorified" body, a body that functions properly. One that operates as God designed it and without fail.
You know what I am going to do with mine? I'm going to sing. I am sure that we can't conceive of the quality and clarity with which we will be able to praise God with our new bodies and I am sure that our current abilities are but weak approximations of that glorious reality. But someday, when by God's amazing grace I can once again sing, I hope to sing His praise in like fashion to the following clips.
No comments:
Post a Comment