The Drum

If God were an instrument, I think He’d be a drum. His deep, syncopated rhythm commanded the room and my heart’s full attention. I heard Him in the pounding.

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His  B  O  O  M  echoed through me and I shuttered; awake to His impressive presence. He is holy and I am most definitely not.

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I’ve heard Him in the hymn before; the piano’s lilting tune. The skillful strum of Joey’s guitar. I hear Him in the clear, confident voice of a gifted vocalist. He is all around, before, behind and within. This weekend, though, I heard Him in the drum.

 

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