A New Song
“Mom,” complained Tim, “Aaron is bothering us.”
“Yeah,” added Clare, “I can’t read with him making that noise.”
“Aaron,” said mother, “the car is just too small. Please sing to yourself.”
Many miles and minutes later, with the incident long forgotten, Aaron leaned forward and tapped his mother on the arm. “Mom,” said Aaron, with a frown in his voice, “I’m getting tired of singing in my head. I want to use my voice.” We all laughed.
It is said that Jesus came into this world singing a new song. The lyrics weren’t new, mind you, because they had been sung before- faith, hope, love and forgiveness. No, it was a new melody; a simple catchy tune that everyone was beginning to sing. This happy, joyful, almost whimsical tune was being sung by the ”respectable” people and the “sinners” as well.
CONSIDER how those who had ears to believe had made this new song their own. As with the one who brought it into the world, they too knew it was too much to keep to oneself. It had to be sung with a voice loud and strong. For it was only in another’s hearing that the song was complete.
“He put a new song in my mouth, A hymn of praise to our God.” (Psalm 40:3)
Rev. Wendell Mettey