Music Notes

Alleluia, Christ has risen. He has risen indeed. In this season of new life, as we see green appearing and flowers blooming, we are reminded of the promise of new life. Out of death and despair comes renewal and beauty. At the time of Jesus’ birth, we know of the angels who filled the sky, singing “Glory to God in the highest!” But at Easter, we see an empty tomb, a faithful woman in a garden, and the quiet, yet profound message of two angels saying that He had risen. No choirs in the night sky or shining star.

There was a song, but the song was not seen by shepherds. The glory of a shining star was not seen by wise men. Not yet, anyway. When Christ rose from the dead, though the angels couldn’t be heard on earth, I can only imagine the exuberant joy and jubilation that could be heard in Heaven. Any grand Easter music, any trumpet fanfare would only pale in comparison to the glory of the joyful noise when Christ was victorious over the grave. When we one day see our Savior face to face and are in the presence of the Almighty, we will hear that great song of victory and praise. It is the unending cry of “Holy, holy, holy.” It is people from every tribe, nation, and tongue singing praise to the Lamb who was slain, and who now reigns on high. And we will bow with those from all ages as we sing this song of praise. Then we, too, will be raised to new life. Our new life in Christ.