Last night I wanted to relax and read. I
decided I wanted to listen to woodland bird sounds. I had my windows open, so
the sound of peepers was very loud. I really didn’t want to hear them
anymore, so I put on some bird sounds.
Then I realized something, something
that I have been thinking about in relation to music recordings vs. live music:
these frogs, crickets, and owls were singing to me; God has inscribed in their
natures specific parts to play in the symphony of nature; the entire production
was for my benefit as human person, the pinnacle of physical creation.
I would not listen to
an mp3 of a classical piece if I were at a classical concert. Why would I
listen to a pre-recorded nature when I had a front-row seat to the most splendid
concert in the universe, with God my Creator conducting?
The symphony of nature
is the composition of the Creator; maybe next time I want to “relax” to artificial
reproductions of nature, I should listen to the magnificence of live
performance on the ‘original
instruments’, the actual creatures for which the natural symphony was composed.
