Beethoven

This morning I laid on my bed. I had done my chores and had taken my shower, so I had some time off. I laid on bed and put a Cd with Beethoven's 9th symphony.
My soul drank the music. I started to think... all different kinds of thoughts. As I heard the music I though...must soon paint my ceiling-white is too dull.
Then I remember when my friend Zana told me that some preacher had actually said that Beethoven was diabolic. I don't know the preacher, and definitely I never met Beethoven but I will not be surprised if I meet him in heaven.(Beethoven, I do not know if the preacher will make it in) Of course, only God knows exactly where Beethoven will spend eternity.
But I truly suspect that Beethoven heard the words I long to hear: "Well done, my faithful servant"
I mean, just listen to that symphony!
Too bad Beethoven is dead. I think I would have enjoyed being his friend. He liked walking in the forest, I love nature myself. And because he was rather different in his ways I think he would not mind my own differentness.
I know he was deaf, but it wouldn't have been a problem. I am so sure we could have spoken with our eyes. You see I do not understand math, but music I do understand. I am not good at producing music, but it sinks to the deepest parts of my soul, my spirit and even my body.
Music makes me cry and smile...music produces life in me. Life and God they go by the hand.
I have never been to Vienna, but it doesn't matter ...music is constanly moving my heart. God and I have lots of fun with music. We truly enjoy it. When I went to London my friend and I had an extremely good moment with God, it was in the subway, we were in a rush. But then down the hall we started to hear somebody playing the violin. We stopped, and drank the music, and God drank it with us. Better than any lemonade I have ever tasted. Splendid moment. Just the kind that makes life worthwhile.
The next sentence might sound profane, but you can't kill me because we are so far away, so I will say it anyway:
In heaven, I will spend more time with Beethoven than with Moses.

Moses is a cool guy, but for some reason I don't think we would have been friends here on earth. Maybe I am wrong, just an impression. I admire him and acknowledge the authority he had in God, but I do not imagine myself walking by his side in the desert looking at the star filled sky and yoking around.
And as I thought this silly thoughts I started to understand that as a church we have often missed out on life. And I have started to understand why people who are thirsty of God often do not make it to church. They love God, but they want to enjoy life.
As I kept thinking I understood that in church we often want to control people's lives, we begin to play god. We want to control them in such a way that they will not complicate our existence.
We have really forgotten what it is all about. I believe that is due season that we begin to understand that we should imprint Godly principles in people and then set them free to live their lives.
I have never read a biography on Beethoven, so I do not know much...but I strongly suspect he did not go to church. If he had he wouldn't have composed the 9th symphony.
In church we are so afraid of anything that is new. We freeze as somebody starts to hum a different tune. We either force him to quit or to go. Not Godly at all.
God the amazing wild creator, if you do not think He is wild you should look at some national geographic magazines, ambicious and diverse, out of this world, His imagination so great and putting a bit of all that creativity in human beings...God expecting to see what each will do with the colors He has placed in our hands. He gives us a huge white sheet of paper and says "paint, paint your life!"
People get to church and first thing we pastors do: "hand in the watercolors, they are too messy, and the white paper too, we will give you crayons and a fill in the blanks coloring sheet- be sure to follow the color code. 1-red, 2-yellow, 3-blue and 4-green"
"Excuse me pastor, I like pink, can I use pink?"
"Man, I think you have a rebellious spirit that should be casted out!"

I am not making fun of spiritual warfare. I practice spiritual warfare myself, but I am making fun of our silly ways. Impractical and suffocating ways. If we only understood God!
Implant people with biblical values, then let them go and enjoy life...give them all kinds of colors, pastels, watercolors, oilpaints...show them the basics and then...leave them alone and let them paint. It is their life!!!

Maybe it is the music that has gone up to my head...another thought hits me hard: I have imprinted my kids heart with bible values...they will be allright, they will be allright. They may choose some black and gray and brown...but in the long run the picture will be just fine.