Hospitals can be terribly unpleasant paces. That’s why I’ve decided to try and write about something pleasant that happens here as well. Thus the scripture verses on the TV yesterday, and something else you will enjoy hearing about today.
After being here a few days, I suddenly noticed that every once in a while, the first eight bars of Brahms famous “Lullaby and Goodnight” play over the hospital speakers. You can hear it from anywhere. So I finally asked a nurse about it and she said, “Oh, that means a new baby has just been born!”
What a celebration. What a picture of hope in a place that can be hopeless for some.
But Brahms lullaby is one thing, the song of angels rejoicing is what happens every time someone is born again, and in this messy and painful world which often feels like its a hospital itself, that’s the most glorious song of all because it is the second birth; it is eternal. The first birth begins with rejoicing, but it eventually ends in death, sometimes sooner than later depending on where it took place. But the second birth, wherever it takes place, is forever. Imagine that song playing in heaven over and over again, and imagine all the rejoicing going on!
Pray that you might be a “midwife” to a new birth. Tell your story of God’s grace to someone whenever you can, and you will become an agent of grace turned outward. Be sure not to let the grace stop with you. Turn it outward to others.
I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent. (Luke 15:7)