I never cease to marvel at God's phenomenal Design, particularly, the human organism. The vessel of life, every sense requires millions of tasks to be performed diligently and flawlessly. It is the foundation of our very existence. For the sake of introspection, (always for the sake of introspection) I am starting a series of discussions on our sensory experience. To begin....sense of sound.
Consider what your sense of hearing means to you. Beyond the voices of our loved ones, so many sounds can lift us up. For me, I have always loved the sound of a wooden screen door closing, the ting of the seat belt on/off indicator on an airplane, and the throaty rumble of a muscle car's engine. And I swear, after 44 years, I could now stand outside anywhere in Mid-Michigan and tell what month it is just by listening to the sounds of nature.
And then, there is music. The sound that makes the thought of losing my hearing unbearable. How a song can move my soul, bring on tears of joy or sadness, fill me with hope or wonder or purpose. No other man-made marvel can connect people so quickly and resolutely.
Consider the assertion made in an article by Angela Morrow, The Journey Towards Death on About.com, "It is widely believed that hearing is the last sense to go..."
I know that beyond death, there is inconceivable life, but it is hard to imagine any sound in heaven that could rival what is 'hear' on earth.
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