Our family loves singing, no doubt about it! We'll gather together and break forth in song whenever possible - with the result being sometimes beautiful and sometimes, well, not beautiful. Sometimes when my brother is whistling I'll chime in slightly out of key and turn the whole thing into a glorious disaster, just for the fun of it. But then we have to end with a rhapsody of brilliant music which sets everything right again. But no matter how much we enjoy music and savor it as a part of our lives, there's something about us all singing together that is unique and special in itself.
Caleb sings lead, Mom sings alto, Joel sings tenor, I sing bass, and the rest chime in wherever they can. Each of our parts are different, unique; alone they wouldn't sound half as pretty as they do together. If soloing as a bass someone would definitely tell me to get some variety into my notes and to get out of the well just a tad more. Joel's tenor would sound awfully tinny and weird, almost like a howling hyena wailing to find the right note; mom's alto would sound like a floating butterfly, pretty, but not really having a point. Caleb's lead would sound great, but in the end it would sound more like a lonely wind blowing through a canyon of silence. But you take the melodies and harmonies and mix them to produce a glorious sound of voices blended together to compliment one another. Music is like that, it needs companionship to sound good.
But sometimes we forget that. Sometimes we think we sound better by ourselves. I was thinking about that the other day during youth service. I was enjoying the music, it was a beautiful praise song and the guitars and keyboard were doing a great job of carrying the melody - until the guy playing the bass picked it up again and got back into the flow of music. It was like the music all of a sudden gained new life and energy. It sounded full, rich, complete. And I hadn't even realized anything was missing!
Each part of music is vital. Without any of them the end result sounds hollow and empty. Analogously, the family is like one grand piece of music made up of many parts, each part unique and individual but necessary for the beauty of the whole.