Season 4 Podcast 102 “Sing A New Song of Freedom.”
Season 4 Podcast 102 “Sing A New Song of Freedom.”
Linda and I live on the banks of Big Creek in East Tennessee. I love to sit in my Amish rocking chair on the wide wooden deck of our log cabin, listening to the singing creek rushing over the washed rocks, watching the cardinals, blue birds, and yellow finches feeding on sunflower seeds from our red bird feeder hanging on an iron post under a black walnut tree by the creek. Often a great blue heron can be seen fishing the winding waters, standing on spindly legs on the smooth rocks or spreading its wide wings as it glides silently over the rushing creek.
Big Creek, flowing to freedom, begins its odd journey to the sea with a single voice in a little stream at the top of the Smoky Mountains in Martha Sundquist State Forest:
It carries the song of freedom along as it travels hastily and bravely down the mountain, winding through the dark hollers, joined by other small creeks and singing wildlife. Gradually the creek grows and the choir increases:
Finally, Big Creek flows into the French Broad River.
The French Broad river is 218 miles long, the third oldest river in the world.
Joining the Holston River, they form the Tennessee River, which flows into the Ohio river, which is 981 miles long. The Ohio flows into the Mississippi River which is 2,320 miles long, the fourth-longest and the fifteenth-largest river in the world.
The Mississippi River flows into the Mississippi River Delta in the Gulf of Mexico, which is 300 million years old and connects to the Atlantic Ocean, the second largest ocean in the world, covering 20 percent of the surface of the earth, separating the old world from the new world.
My, what a little creek can do!
From humble beginnings the movement swells as it gathers momentum, flowing to the sea with all nature following behind it. When it joins the fountain into which all rivers run, the deep fountain sings in perfect harmony for the voices are no longer individual but one voice. The idea is that nature itself loves freedom, that agency is why we are here and why earth was prepared for mankind.
Inspired by nature, the people, in their march to freedom, start to join in, from a small choir to a vast assembly, accompanied by heavenly hosts as they again assert their rights and restore their freedom—freedom of speech, freedom of religion, freedom from hate, freedom from prejudice, freedom from addictions, freedom from propaganda, freedom from sin, freedom from selfishness, freedom from fear, freedom from lies, freedom from racism.
Heaven hears their song and accepts their offering. It is only then, when the waters flow from the mighty basin of the Great Gulf of Mexico into the vast Atlantic Ocean, that the Fountain of all Righteousness, The King of Kings and Lord of Lords, arrives and a new song is sung.
After watching the sparkling stream by day from my deck and the multitudinous fireflies blinking like stars by night, I came up to the loft of the cabin, still thinking of that sparkling image and wrote the following song. It is meant to be a song of freedom and hope. At the same time, it is a call for action.
I can imagine hearing all the voices in the music of the rushing waters—starting very small, first branches, then creeks, then rivers, and then oceans: first the insects, the frogs, the reeds, the willows, the rushing waters, the harps, the symbols, the dancing fireflies, the jubilee of nature. Next, I can also imagine as men, women, and children join with nature singing in loud chorus, accompanied by a heavenly choir, till the King of Freedom Himself comes in the clouds on a white horse surrounded by all the saints dressed in white. All sing the new song of freedom.
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