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Millpond Ink Musing, 2015 – Accordion
“Then Abraham breathed his last and died in a good old age, an old man and full of years, and was gathered to his people.” Gen. 25:8
Life is as an accordion. After our song is played out, its bellows are fully expanded. Whether every note played was sweet or rotten would soon be told before our audience in heaven where God Himself; our Creator, will sit as judge. In our gathering, each expanded fold of our bellows; representing the sum of our time here, whether expressed in days, weeks or decades, will be collapsed and locked for transport, and there in heaven it shall be unlocked and our song is played again.
I just pray that Christ is the One who, as eternal accordionist and mediator, picks us up and the song that He plays from us is the Gospel. No sweeter notes could ever be heard and spread over us. But if we are left to play our own, just one sour note struck of Adam’s song is enough to sink us. It is a song to be played forever in outermost darkness and never to be heard again before the throne of God and His heavenly host.
