Acts 16:25 says:
About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them.
When my aunt was deep in the throes of Alzheimer's, I visited her at the nursing home where she lived. She did not recognize me, the niece she had known and loved for my entire life. As I talked to her, she continued to stare into a reality I couldn't see, but where her mind was living. Then, out of nowhere, she began singing Jesus Love Me. It was beautiful, her voice true and clear, as she sang the old familiar tune, beloved by so many. I think that somewhere deep in her heart, she knew my voice and we connected through that song, even if she wasn't really sure who I was.
Music speaks to us on a deeper, more fundamental level than words. There is something different about music and the way it imprints on our brains that makes it a special form of communication. Music is so fundamental to our core being, even the angels couldn't help themselves but to sing at the nativity of Jesus.
Today I am reminded that music speaks a different language, and people will often respond to it when they won't respond to our words. I look forward to making music my gospel message in the coming year.
Dear Lord. Today I pray that the music I hear reflects your message of grace and goodness. Amen.