Sunday, October 10, 2004

Sitting here listening to the rain on the roof and soft music in a language I can't understand. Even though don't know what the words are, I still find myself humming a harmony. It struck me that two sets of notes can sound so pretty together, breathtaking. Yet, at church this morning, the piano went soft at one point during the offeratory and played a single line. Why is it both can be so beautiful and yet when you're drowning in harmony you want a single note, and then harmony when everyone is singing the same part? God's clever to have made so many different ways for the same thing to be beautiful.