“I call to remembrance
my Song in the night.
I commune with my own heart;
And my spirit made
diligent search.”
Psalm 77:6
A beautiful starry night . . . a gentle whisper of air coming through my window as I lay in the soft darkness of my bedroom. My favorite, gentle instrumental music played quietly near my bed. Peaceful slumber was near as I felt the cares of the day fade into the shadows.
And then I heard him. His very abrasive little voice pierced the moment. It was the large toad that apparently preferred to locate himself near the shelter of the small bush outside of my window to anywhere else this night. As I surrendered my dreamy little Moment of welcome rest, I quietly mumbled to the unseen voice on the other side of my screen window. His croaky, disruptive voice was clearly planted right in the shelter of the low evergreen branches below my window. I could picture his beady eyes looking towards my window. We’d had several “encounters” in the past few weeks…startling, but a chuckle-worthy moment each time.
As I tried to return to my disrupted sense of slumber and the gentle music wafting on the soft breeze, my new little “buddy” continued to add his scratchy, distinctive croak to the atmosphere. He had apparently settled there now, and I just tried to appreciate his little inserted “notes” into my lovely bedtime melodies.
And I wondered . . . God’s Presence, throughout which the Music of Heaven is woven always, . . . does God smile as we add our earthly croaks to His perfect Melodies as we walk . . .stumble . . . hop . . .through the days and nights of our lives with Him? Do we join the Chorus of Heaven in praise to Him? When He hears our scratchy, humanly-flawed efforts as we sing to Him, does He smile? He gives us “A Song in the Night” of our lives . . . His Song. We can never match it, but He still invites us to join the Melody He is writing in and through us.
