I want to paint a picture on the canvas of your mind just now. I’m color blind so I don’t do well as an artist, but I think you’ll get the picture.
When the redeemed stand on the Sea of Glass (Rev 15:2), my studied hunch is that the first sound we’ll hear will be a grand, exultant anthem. I’m not sure what song we’ll sing but I suspect it will have the word Hallelujah! in it. Trophies all, not to our own perseverance but to His aggressive grace.
Even the angel choirs hush now. They have been at our side through the entire storm, yet, “…angels never felt the joy that our salvation brings.” Never having been lost, they aren’t quite able to process the joy of being found. For the first time since before that tragedy in the garden there will not be a dry eye in the universe.
Please consider another scene from that drama. God rejoices over us with singing; but you knew that. In the unlikely book of Zephaniah is this short paragraph; it brings me up short every time I read it:
The Lord your God is with you,
He is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you,
He will quiet you with His love,
He will rejoice over you with singing. (3:17)
I love that imagery. Do you think He will sing there? God, I mean. When the family is all together for the first time; no more hint of hell in the universe? I don’t know for sure of course, but it wouldn’t surprise me at all if God Himself were suddenly to burst forth in song. Do you think He sings tenor? Maybe several parts. I’d love to hear Him sing…with a hundred million angels as back-up. Can you see that on the faith-canvass of your mind? Do you hear it in your heart?
Final question: What do you think He might sing? Is it irreverent to think He might accept requests? It’s not hard for me to imagine that He might stand up from His throne, raise His hands, and from those same lips that spun the worlds into existence, we hear the words, “Welcome home, children…” He paid such a high price for this home-coming. It was such a long journey to get the family together. Fathom if you can, the emotions of that moment. Ours. His.
No more sad tears. Gone forever. Pain? Gone forever. Separation? Gone forever. Loneliness? Gone forever. Prayer? Gone forever. Really? Of course; we won’t need to pray when we can talk to Him in person. Wow. I can hardly wait! I’ll see you there, too, right?
By Don Jacobsen