Four times they invited me over to sit in and play drums. Four times I politely declined. But there was something about the music that was drawing me. I got up to go get a drink. And there it was. That bass line that need fill. That guitar solo that cried out. I watched the guys as they played and when they played those segments of music, they looked over to me, as if to say “please”. As I walked back with the bottle of water, I felt myself drawn to the drums.
(On a personal level I have played drums since I was four though I have handed over the sticks to a new group of people. And the kit in the dream was only a 3 piece. I had not played a 3 piece kit since my first Slingerland set at 8 years old.)
I think this dream reaches out to me on a personal level. Had I not received a word yesterday, I might fluff off the dream and not look back.
But there is more to it than meets the eye. It is the coalescing of the generations. I find myself in “awe” when I receive a text from a young person. In the world, I understand the “move on” thought process. I understand that if we “do our job right” we create an independent person. But that kind of teaching alone often is mired in the thought process of evolution and eternity’s end. In the church we have to look to the resurrected life to see the value of generations in a a generation. We can not allow for our hopes to be dashed upon the shores of bad theology.
Too much of the world works against the idea of the validity of generations as they define it. But that is the world and in fact, ought not be the modus operandi of the church. I get there are things that CURRENTLY the younger might do better and vice versa, but let me remind you of the coming Kingdom.
Generations in the generation have definition, needs and requirements. They also supply vibrantly for the rest of the church. Whether they are older or younger, it matters not, for God has declared a good thing in the chosen generation. Both sides have value to offer but the greater, over riding truth is that of a chosen generation not generations. That it all hands on deck to change a nation. Do I understand maturity? Of course I do! Despite all being created “equal” if you will there is a process of maturity that is on the table. I get it. But it is still the understanding of generations that brings us together.
I love playing the drums but felt there are better, more necessary things for me to do. And that may only be my walk, my path.
As I drove my young grandson home, at least three times he reminded me of how he “could live here”. But the tears came when he said, “I have another father but you treat me like a son”. (His father has never been in his life.) Being a father is always on the table.
I understand you might have had a “bad” mother or father, that you were not “brought up this way” or any of the excuses I have heard over the years. But just because your experience was one way does not mean God’s defining of you and the church is going to change nor is your way correct. I tell people all the time you are going to have to trust to see His kingdom come. That to enter into waters of His greatness, you are going to have to undo the ropes that hold you on the shores of doubt and fear.
Today I see the older grabbing the hands of the younger and saying “let’s walk together. Let us see how we can get things done. And let us be friends.”
One of the greatest attacks of the enemy has been to remove the interactions of the generations. A lot of it happened in the schools and I get that. Again, that is the world. The church ought be different. It is time for the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob to see the generations once again be described as that. Each with a name, each different and defined, but always it seems, their names together. Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. A three strand cord can not be broken.
And the music? We are working on that!