Bible Promise outdid themselves today (see Revelation 5:6-13.) Usually, it is a short word at the side column, but this one is certainly worthy of the whole right column. The words, “they sang a new song” are the lesson for my heart this day. I adore music, if you haven’t gathered that already, and am convinced it is our main glimpse of heaven here on earth. Oh, there are plenty of other glimpses of His glory, but music is one of the most sustaining and tangible connections, as we worship with the angels (all of the ten thousand times ten thousands of them that encircle the great and mighty Throne.) Today, we sing with the saints on earth, and sometimes if I close my eyes, I am fairly certain that I hear the angels’ harps accompanying us. Worship is powerful and contagious.

For the past three Sundays, I have missed Sunday worship service, and though I have my own time of praise with Him, I feel a void of worshipping with the saints. I mostly miss the music that seems to feed me as much as the food of the Word. I miss the communion of the saints. I miss the joyful noise. I miss the joy of the fellowship.

Psalm 40:1-3 tells us “He put a new song in my heart.” He puts a new song in our hearts the moment we give our lives to Him. Not even a re-mix of an old worn out song, but He gives us a brand new song in our hearts. We are changed forever, and we are compelled to sing about it. I believe that He continuously does this, renewing us daily, born again with new mercies each morning, to be able to forgive, to be forgiven, to wash the slate clean and start fresh—to sing through the day, not of an old worn out pattern of our lives but of a new adventure in Him. Worshipping and singing His praises are what we were created to do. May each of us glorify Him so mightily.

One Day, we will be given the words and heavenly voices (oh, thank you, Lord) to sing the ultimate brand new song, when every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus is Lord, when all the angels and archangels and all the accompaniment of heaven sing. “Then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them, sing…” Got that word picture? Every single thing that has breath praising the One Who is worthy. That new song when all simply must agree that He is Lord, and no other comes close to the Glory He deserves. That new song when all we can do is bow low and shake our heads with such amazement and reverence if we can even move at all in His presence. I can only imagine what a day that will be.

Update: My friend, Jean M., whose grandson is still in Children’s Hospital ICU awaiting his second heart surgery, asked me to convey her most grateful heart to each of you who have been lifting up her family in prayer. See her beautiful thank you comment to you from “Sunday’s Child – Three Months Later. ” Thank you for your prayers and faithfulness. You guys bless me beyond words.