Somehow, his lamentation left a deep impression on me. I was mildly unsettled by it. Was it because I felt for him? Perhaps. Was it because I could relate to it in one way or another? Perhaps - no - probably, I could. But more than that, I was intrigued by what our mistakes in life could mean.
Picture by Victor Bezrukov |
No, I am not trivialising mistakes. There are certainly fatal mistakes in life that we must be careful not to make - because the consequences are too costly to bear. We should also not make a habit (or lifestyle) of the same old mistakes - giving ourselves excuses to accept them as OK. Even in music, precision is still precision - and personally, I feel that precision is powerful. However, I believe that it is still possible to see the mistakes that we have made unintentionally and therefore, those "wasted years", from a different angle. All those sad and sometimes ugly things can yet contain beauty and potential - particularly when we surrender them to God.... simply because He is the perfect Genius when it comes to turning mistakes into the hallmarks of His power and glory - to be savoured by those who trust and love Him.
Wasted years - if any - do not have to stay wasted. There is still hope for those wasted years.
In Christ, eternal life is a NOW while it is a YET TO COME. And now encompasses yesterday. In Christ, an abundant life is found, the tapestry of which those wasted years may be woven into by the invisible hands of a gracious and merciful God.
Subsequently, life may be seen in a different octave. Play the adjacent C and C# notes simultaneously - and they clash unappealingly like gnashing teeth. Play the C note one octave higher (instead of the one a semitone down from C#) - and a pretty Major 7th chord sounds. Although this may not be the best analogy, life in Christ enables us to choose to play the C note one octave higher - and thus, the sweet C#Maj7 chord - so to speak! The ugly and unappealing may be redeemed.
If you are not a musician, don't bother yourself trying to understand the above paragraph. It was just a musician's muse. :)
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