Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Starting to sound better to me

In my life I have learned to love discordant sounds.
In my first church they used to sing before Sunday School.
The first time I heard it, they sounded bad to my ears.
Three years later, as I began the journey away from that congregation,
that same group and that same singing sounded ever so beautiful.

Now I have red breasted woodpecker in my back yard.
When I first heard her song, it sure sounded silly compared to the other birds.
Now both she and her song are ever so dear to me.

And so it is with differing voices in society and the church.
It is sort of difficult to take different stances and have differing opinions.
But I really do appreciate living in a country and being in a church
who seek to freely and passionately wrestle with ideas, try to find common ground, and at times agree to disagree.
That is becoming a sweet song and sound to me.