“Even darkness must pass. A new day will come and when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you, that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going because they were holding on to something.” from Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, New Line Cinema, 2002
The Baltimore Symphony Orchestra is all set, the conductor poised. The audience gives one final silken whisper and a muffled cough, fidgets to turn cell phones off, then stills. Brahms Violin Concerto in D Major begins, elegant, haunting, a little like a hymn, then a battle cry, maybe a love song. It is 2003, two years after the Two Towers crumbled to dust.
The performance is in full sway when, without warning, orchestra and audience are plunged into pitch blackness as all the lights in the auditorium fail. Later, many people will admit to primal fear,
We are under attack.
It’s a terrorist attack.
But for the longest time nobody moves until, slowly, the dim emergency lights come on. It is only then that members of the audience grasp what they have known all along but failed to notice. The orchestra has kept right on playing. Throughout that pitch blackness, unable to see either their complicated scores or the conductor, every musician in the room has, without hesitation and flawlessly, played on.
If you hush, turn yourself away from the whisper, cough and fidget of every day life, there, underneath all the confusion and the nagging fear is a love song that is longing to be heard. Elegant, haunting, a little like a hymn or maybe a battle cry. A song that will not be stopped, cannot be contained, all yours. Something to hold on too.
Come with me to the secret place,
Where your journey once began,
Even before you were born,
God placed a love song in your heart,
And He watched you grow,
As He whispered hope,
That His promise would shape your life,
Kept you from falling,
Held you when times were hard.
His promise is your shelter,
Along this narrow path,
And He will not forsake you,
You’re written in His heart,
And as you hear this music,
This love song in your name,
Know that He is with you,
And He will keep you steady as you go.
It’s only a passing thing, this shadow, and darkness must always bow to the day. So hold on, the light is coming and your song will not be stopped, cannot be contained. It’s all yours, now and forever.
He believes in you.