The church in D-minor

Today, Wednesday, March 28 at 10.48 hrs. Johann Sebastian Bach’s prelude of his cello suite No.2 in D minor/d Moll BWV1008 expresses sort of what I think the church is: there’s a ferocious beauty about it; a softness and aggression blended nicely together and resulting in a big D-minor statement in its last seconds.
The church is cause for great excitement and worry. It’s all in one. It’s the total package. A bunch of ragamuffins that try to stay on the narrow road together. I wonder what is the bigger challenge; the narrow road or the walking together.

If you keep on listening you will get the Allemande and than the Courante. The latter makes for a good, lively dialogue between however many. I see people arguing there case, trusting that with reason and emotion the other can be won.
There’s sadness and reflection in the Sarabande. No winners. The menuet leads to the resolve in the last part “Gigue” where there’s dancing and singing.

Sometimes music is by far the best conveyer of feelings and moods. I don’t think Bach saw the same picture that I see listening to this piece of music. But that’s the beauty of music.

It’s little things that can get people into a defensive mode. It’s the small things that get us on our feet. These arouse deep needs, defences, trauma’s and wounds, and we respond to them, which causes others to response in return.
Who wins? The one that obeys Christ and follows His example in the all overpowering love and grace awakening!
I see this as one of the most desperate needs in the church today. We love. Yes, we do. We draw the line somewhere. Everybody stops loving others somewhere and starts loving himself more. We all have a breaking point.
Unless God perpetually pours out grace and love we will not be able to stay and walk together; we will wander off and need to be found again. The messed-up-ness of the church is overwhelming. Yet God keeps on loving her, using her, changing her.
I am committed to the church because God is.
And He will turn her into a D major. Listen to the Gigue in suite No. 6 in D-major. There’s joy and laughter!
I can’t wait.