There is a story in the Bible, in the book of 2 Chronicles, chapter 20, about an army that was going out to fight a big battle. Here’s the climax of that story;
After consulting the people, the king appointed singers to walk ahead of the army, singing to the Lord and praising him for his holy splendor. This is what they sang:
“Give thanks to the Lord; his faithful love endures forever!”
At the very moment they began to sing and give praise, the Lord caused the armies of Ammon, Moab, and Mount Seir to start fighting among themselves. The armies of Moab and Ammon turned against their allies from Mount Seir and killed every one of them. After they had destroyed the army of Seir, they began attacking each other. So when the army of Judah arrived at the lookout point in the wilderness, all they saw were dead bodies lying on the ground as far as they could see. Not a single one of the enemy had escaped.
Last night I joined my voice with about 99 others in song. I was participating in the ancient human ritual called choir practice. I sing, and I love it; but I often under-value this ability as a “soft” gift, or a “less-important” contribution to the larger community. It can’t be very significant, it’s way too much fun and I enjoy it far too much. Ha! Tell that to the choir in 2 Chronicles 20 that actually LED an ENTIRE ARMY to an overwhelming victory!
There is something universally true about a grateful, worshipful, heart and corresponding victory.
Singing in a choir is one of life’s more miraculous experiences. The synergy is palpable, and when the music is sacred – anything can happen!
We sang words like:
…Great are You Lord. Mighty in strength. You are faithful. You will ever be. We will praise You, all of our days. It’s for Your glory we offer everything…
…I can see a light that is coming for the heart that holds on. A glorious light beyond all compare. And there will be an end to these troubles, but until that day comes, we’ll live to know you here on the earth…Oh no, You never let go, through the calm and through the storm…
…Of all the songs sung from the dawn of creation, some were meant to persist. Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples, none rings truer than this…it’s all God’s children singing Glory, glory, hallelujah He reigns…
It was beautiful. It was powerful. We stormed the gates of heaven with our voices.
Then we gathered in circles and prayed; for each other, for our city, for our nation, for our world, and for you. Being united in spirit, we dropped a small pebble in the fabric of humanity that will ripple throughout the universe bringing glory to our Creator. This is the stuff that wins all sorts of battles. And we’re gonna do it again next week!
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