Your Solo for the Master Conductor

Your Solo for the Master Conductor

May 23, 2014

Your solo for the Master Conductor

By Elianna Chroniger, Alfred Station, N.Y.


Conductor's Hands


In the melody of life, God has broken it off here and there with rests, and we foolishly think we have come to the end of the theme. We may think there is no music in a rest, but there is the making of music in it. We must not slur over or omit these rests. God may send a time of forced leisure which makes a sudden pause in our melody.

Not without design does God write the music of our lives. It is up to us to learn the tune, be not dismayed at the rests, and follow our director. If we look up, God Himself will beat the time for us. (Excerpt from a Beacon article by Lola Sutton, February 1950).

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Ellie’s Great Aunt Lola


Have you ever really wondered about life? I’m sure you’ve heard that “life is like a box chocolates.” Maybe you’ve heard that “life is hard” or that “life isn’t fair.”

Well, I’ve been able to relate everything I come across to music. When I read my Great Aunt Lola’s version of life being a song, I knew what I was going to write about next.

Have you ever thought of your life as one big musical number? Imagine your world as an orchestra in which you are the featured soloist. When you’re born and you open your eyes, imagine—as you take your first breath—an orchestra taking their breath before a piece of music begins. That deep cleansing breath that a baby takes before its first cry is the same as the one before the birth of a beautiful piece of music.

As you go through your many days, picture the people who fade in and out of your life as musical instruments fading in and out of the piece. There’s an intense section with every clarinet in perfect tune, moving to a measure of nothing but flute. There’s a year with a couple dozen good friends fading to a year with just one.

When you’re having a bad day, imagine the deep dark sound of a cello and a violin playing some melancholy melody. Hear the sadness as the bows are pulled and pushed along the strings in the sweetest of minor tones.

As you experience the best days of your life, listen to the triumphant sound of trumpets rising over the notes of the orchestra. Feel the fanfare as they confidently put forth the highest and clearest of sounds.

All the while as you transition between the changes in tempo and dynamics, imagine your Heavenly Father conducting it all—the good, the bad, the calm, and the intense. Imagine that He is truly the only one who can see exactly what every musician (including you) will play. He’s the only one with the insight to interpret the music and make every note work out perfectly.

As life draws to a close and you feel the concluding beats of the music, imagine the most amazing moment yet. Feel the crescendo as everything you have ever experienced has led to this moment. It’s the moment when you’ll meet your Creator and the world’s trials won’t matter.

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Feel that intensity build and build until finally the music is over. The Conductor puts his arms down and engulfs you into the biggest hug you have ever received. Your solo is complete! It was the best solo you could have ever played. Your joy with how it finished is like that of an English horn player after the beautiful solo in “Russian Christmas Music” has gone off without a hitch.

You’re finished now, and you have absolutely done your best. The audience erupts into enormous applause as they celebrate every ounce of work you put into the masterpiece that was your life. They know you poured your soul into your work, and now that it’s over they are longing for more. More time, more music, more life.

You have instilled a sense of inspiration with the work you fulfilled. You have left a beautiful legacy for hundreds if not thousands of aspiring musicians who are only beginning their masterpiece of life.

Imagine your life as a musical number and you are the soloist with a masterful conductor.

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