There is a tribe in East Africa where the birth of a child is marked not on the day of the physical birth, but the first time the child is a thought in the mother’s mind.
Aware of her intention to conceive a child with a particular father, the mother goes off alone and sits under a tree.
There under the tree she sits and listens until she can hear the song of the child she hopes to conceive.
Once she has heard it…
She goes back to her village and teaches it to the father so they can sing it together as they make love, inviting the child to join them.
The mother sings this song to the baby in her womb. She teaches it to the old women and midwives of the village so that at the miracle of birth the child is greeted with this song.
This song is taught to all the villagers so when the child falls or hurts himself they sing this song to comfort.
This song becomes part of the marriage ceremony and at the end of life, loved ones gather around the deathbed and sing this song for the last time.
If all creation sings God’s praise, then we too sing praise from the depths of who we are. We do have a song in our hearts….we came into this world in a love song of heavenly praise. Discover your song. Assist others to do the same. We will be a symphony of praise to the Lord.
“Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, as in all wisdom you teach and admonish one another, singing psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God.” Col 3: 16