God Whistles While He Works

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God whistles while He works

First, let me say that the Bible clearly reveals that God especially enjoys music, and this is fundamental to the crux of my missive. Logically, even sad music holds interest for God, as the mood set by the instruments and lyrics give amplification to one’s suffering in melodic form. By singing with feeling, he or she is voicing that they’re in a seemingly hopeless situation, beyond their ability to conquer alone.

While many songs are certainly joyful and pleasing to God, it’s likely the songs of despair that are apt to move Him to have compassion. They tell Him that the situation is desperate enough to put to music and sing with fervor as intensely as any prayer. Indeed, music is prayer.

Any style of music sent up sincerely and purposely to God will surely be heard, for this is the most expressive type of language there is. It’s the universal language He conceived, and being the author of such an expressive form of communication is what led me to write this.

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I’ve convinced myself that God does not work in total silence. He has a voice because we hear Him speaking throughout the Old Testament, and occasionally quite loudly. Here then, are the thoughts from my own surrealist mind about a divine Creator who sometimes gets a little noisy while He’s working.

I began thinking one day about God’s creative propensity, His surroundings, and what He might have been doing long before He had created the angels. I’m not sure why my mind went in that direction just then, but I do know I’ve never lost my childhood inquisitiveness, nor do I ever plan to.

Anyway, there I was, sitting out on the porch in the early morning, gazing out across the treetops while rocking back and forth. My fingers were tapping out a rhythm on the arm of the rocker, and I began diving deep in thought. “Hmm, just what might God have actually been doing some of the time before he created the angels?” I knew He was called the Alpha and always was, but angels weren’t because they were first conceived in His mind. So surely, there had to have been an unknown interval when God was doing other things.”

That’s when I said to myself, “No, this isn’t what I want to know.” A list of the things He might be doing is all very intriguing, but really, it’s pretty much a given that He was forever doing a myriad of things involving conception and creation, but since there are no records of what those things were, it’s a moot point. What I really want to know is some aspect of how a perfect mind might focus and go about the task at hand. Like knowing from watching a person’s daily routine from breakfast to bedtime, and that just might be something that can very well be deduced from the Old Testament.

Granted, the rocking chair musing was little more than Holmesian deducing based on a little Biblical knowledge and a lot of conjecture, rendering it far out in left field. But that’s how I relax, have fun and keep my mind off depressing things… like living in one room. Other people mow their lawns to do that, but not me. I have to be comfortably loafing. Besides, I don’t have a lawn, and pondering is no less constructive than making up jokes and one-liners for a book. Well, except for the royalties the book can return if anybody buys the thing.

So I began thinking all over again, but this time with the specific angle of envisioning God out in the field, commencing His next seven-day creation project. How does He carrying Himself about? Does He move around in that same cloud that hovered over the tabernacle tent for forty years in the wilderness? How does He start His morning? Does He sit, stand, or both when He works or does He continuously move about?

Then a really intriguing thought suddenly entered my mind. Does God talk to Himself or make other kinds of vocalizations when He has an epiphany or asks Himself whether there’s a better way of doing the thing He’s creating? Yes, that’s it! That’s the question! Does He talk, shout, laugh, and even sing to Himself? If so, then I’ve stumbled onto an aspect of God I can relate to on a human level.

I talk things out and sing to myself all the time when I’m alone. So if I’m made in God’s image, why wouldn’t He talk and sing to Himself as well? I find that talking to another me, gets the kinks out of the project quicker and with greater clarity. Talking to one’s self is a useful thing. Of course, having a mental condition that causes strange verbalizing is not. Still, people who make fun of you for talking to yourself need to learn the difference.

Now the obvious began entering my mind, and the rest of the lights came on. “Hold the phone. God made the decision to populate heaven with angels for some intelligent company and to be recognized as being their Creator.” He thought out their makeup and endowed them with the specific talents and skills of His choosing. And what do we know from the Bible, to be one of the most exceptional talents that angels possess, that would have made Him want to create them precisely the way He did? They sing! They started singing from the time they were created, and they haven’t stopped since. Their singing is said to be the most beautiful sound in existence. It’s the Heavenly Choir.

Within an hour after stepping out onto the porch that morning, my rocking chair crossed the finish line. The Creator of music was making melodic sounds, either in thought or as singing with the same voice that spoke to Moses. And if God is singing, then it follows that like us, when we’re busiest, we often drop back from singing the lyrics to less focused humming or whistling.

There it was. A uniquely physical attribute that God undoubtedly has, that I, a music lover, could relate to and have a daily encouraging affinity with right here on this temporal plane. Whether it’s a fact or not doesn’t matter. It falls into the realm of probability, and I can take that rocking chair deduction and hold on to it as a comforting thought for myself. Like watching a memorable sunset by the ocean. Admittedly there is no practical use for speculative thinking as this. Still, imagination has always been useful to me as it gives me nearly as much pleasure in this life as music and puppies.

One way I remind myself that God loves music enough to hum or whistle occasionally is whenever I meet someone, I say, “Nice to meet you. I’m Doug, and I know something special about God”. When asked, “What?” I reply, “He whistles while He works.” It gets a laugh, but then God does that too… in between whistling, of course.

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