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THE MUSIC OF SOUND.....

Jack was among the youngest of all his brothers. They were five in total including jack. The fact that he was the youngest among all made him feel a little insecure about his position or worth in his dad’s life. He would think that his dad would only love his first born and the rest of others but not him. But everyone was equally important for his dad. He loved everyone.
Once he questioned his dad.
Daddy, there are so many people on this earth and we all are children of God . So how come God is able to love everybody?”
Now his dad knew it was jack's insecurity indirectly speaking.
His dad took out some coins from his pocket and gave it to jack. He told him to pick it up one by one and try to produce sound from it by hitting it on any surface. Jack did so but the sound was just as if someone had knocked on the table. He did so repeatedly with all the coins one by one but still the sound was low and amateur.   His dad then gave him all the coins and told him to shake it in his palm. And then it made some sound which was good to hear. His dad told” when I told you to make sound from a single coin it did but it was not that pleasant to hear but when all the coins came together it was good to hear. Look all these coins are equal. They are of the same shape. It was you who tried to differentiate .My son, it is not the sound that matters because everything can make sound individually but it is the music which comes with it when all the people who come under one roof worship him to make music. There are many sounds which are not musical. Yet when we accompany them with another sound we produce music.

WE all live with insecurity in our lives. Sometimes when we need to share a special person in our life or when we need to give them freedom, we are not comfortable sharing that person. We tend to think that only we can love that person well enough.
A mother would feel insecure to share her loving child with a girl who has just entered his son’s life or vice versa. A sister would feel insecure to allow the babysitters to take care of her younger brother while she thinks she was taking the best care.
OR ELSE, WE THINK THAT ONLY WE ARE SERVING GOD WITH OUR TALENTS FRUITFULLY AND WHEN ANOTHER PERSON COMES IN YOUR CHURCH AND DOES BETTER THAN YOU WE TEND TO GET INSECURE OF OUR POSITION AND BE JEALOUS.
But friends, if we serve God only by our talents and don’t allow others to take part in it, we would be like jack trying to make sound from a single coin by banging it against a surface and in turn would get a dull low sound but when we all come together in ONE name and serve the Lord WITH ALL OUR HEART WITH ALL OUR MIND AND WITH ALL OUR STRENGTH we would produce music as jack did when he shook the coins in the palm of his hand and produced that jingling sound which was good to hear.
So it is the music of sound that matters. So if you are insecure about anyone, pray to GOD and then meditate on the fact that if someone is doing good for that person ,you shouldn’t obstruct it but mingle with them to make MUSIC.

GOD BLESS.

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