“Day and night they never stop saying:
‘HOLY, HOLY, HOLY IS THE Lord GOD ALMIGHTY,
WHO WAS, AND IS, AND IS TO COME.’”
The Forever Song
Prissie knew what it was like to have a tune running around and around in her head, but that was nothing compared to Koji’s musical tendencies. He was always humming, singing under his breath, or serenading right out loud. It was hard to tell if it was a heavenly habit, a personal quirk, or some kind of game. Many times, he didn’t seem to realize he was laying down his own sound track.
“Is that the same song you were singing earlier?”
Koji’s hands stilled. They were at the kitchen counter, peeling apples for one last pie. The young angel shook his head, but answered, “Yes.”
She blinked. “You don’t sound very sure.”
“Even if the song changes, it is still my song.”
“That makes it sound like you only know one song.”
Neat spirals of apple peel accumulated on the cutting board while Prissie wrestled with his answer, but it was no use. Koji thought like an angel, and she was only human. “Sometimes when you’re singing, I almost recognize the melody. Like it’s from a song I learned when I was little. Or heard once on the radio.”
Koji nodded. “We all know the forever song.”
Prissie frowned. “I don’t.”
He gently poked her, right in the middle of her forehead. “Not here. The song is not a memory.”
“Then what is it?”
“Thoughts become lyrics. Sacrifice becomes incense. Faith become fruit. Work becomes worship. Joys become melody.”
She grumbled, “I’m talking about music. You’re talking about … life.”
Tipping his head to one side, Koji asked, “When do I sing?”
“All the time!”
“Then what is the difference between life and song?”
And she was stumped.
Koji reached for another apple before saying, “There are places in the Scriptures where the lyrics are archived. They are not the same without the melodies woven through, but the words live.”
Prissie pared her apple and began slicing. “Am I allowed to hear one of these songs I’m supposed to know?”
The boy’s hands stilled once more. And for an answer, he began quoting from Revelation 15. “And I saw what looked like a sea of glass mixed with fire and, standing beside the sea, those who had been victorious.”
“Is that heaven?”
“It will be.” Koji continued, speaking the words with reverence. “They held harps given them by God and sang the song of Moses the servant of God and the song of the Lamb.”
Moses had a song? Prissie knew he’d written the first five books of the Bible. And the song of the Lamb was all the way at the end. In the book of Revelation. Beginning and end. All of Scripture. With a start, she asked, “Does that mean the whole Bible is somehow a song?”
Koji’s eyes sparkled, and he switched to singing for the final part. The melody sent goose bumps all up and down Prissie’s arms.
“Great and marvelous are Your deeds, Lord God Almighty.
Just and true are Your ways, King of the ages.
Who will not fear You, O Lord, and bring glory to Your name?
For You alone are holy. All nations will come and worship before You,
for Your righteous acts have been revealed.” –Revelation 15:3–4
Look into these things …
“Even angels long to look into these things.” –1 Peter 1:12
♦ If you were laying down a sound track for your life, what songs would you include?
♦ What do you think Koji was talking about when he said, “Thoughts become lyrics. Sacrifice becomes incense. Faith become fruit. Work becomes worship. Joys become melody.”
♦ Can life and worship be separated? Should they be? When does life become worship?