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Sunday, August 3, 2014
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee.
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!
God in three persons, blessed Trinity!
Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee,
casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee,
who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.
Reginald Heber's "Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord Almighty!"
from Glory to God: The Presbyterian Hymnal
My parents and grandma recently visited from northwest Indiana, and together we attended the 4:00 p.m. jazz worship service at Fourth Church. I’ve been to this service a few times and am always inspired by the music performed by the Lucy Smith Jazz Quartet. Watching jazz musicians jam is something special—the way they interact so seamlessly amidst the freedom of improvisation. This honest connection among musicians and with listeners is a true celebration of the human experience. Isn’t that the point of music? To share, to connect, to grow.
I don’t know about you, but when I think about jazz, “Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!” certainly doesn’t come to mind. But like my experience watching jazz musicians perform, “Holy, Holy, Holy!” conveys a similar message--one of revelation, one of praise for that which is good and true and gives us purpose in life.
Celebration comes in many forms, whether singing a traditional hymn during a worship service or tapping a foot during a jazz club jam session (or at the 4:00 service). May we strive to celebrate the gift of life today.
God, guide me on a path of celebration and help me to see the beauty buried beneath life’s challenges. Amen.
Written by Kris Adamik, Editorial Associate
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