My ears may never be the same. I took my daughter to the Jonas Brother’s concert tonight. It’s hard to describe the noise level that 10,000 adolescent girl’s voices can make. I told the guy sitting beside me that my voice wasn’t high enough to come to this concert. We were just two of the Dads who had brought their daughters and felt a little out of place. Just a little – like Barak Obama at the Clinton’s dinner table.
But my daughter and I had a great time! Everyone was really enjoying themselves. It was a fantastic show with great lights, quality (loud) music, and in a fantastic new facility (The Sprint Center). My daughter and I didn’t have the obligatory signs saying “Jonas Brother’s Rock” or “We Love You!” – which would have been kind of weird. So we made our own “hand signs”. We wrote “Hi Jonas Brothers” on the palm of our hand and then held them up as our personalized signs. It was fun.
I can’t remember the last “rock concert” I’d been to. We probably wouldn’t have gone to this one except for the free tickets from a friend. It was a fun date with my daughter; her first time to a concert venue that big. She probably would have enjoyed it more with a bunch of her girlfriends, but I think she was glad to be out with dad.
Our vantage let us have a good view of the floor and sides. We had pretty good seats. At points the energy in the place was amazing. People were standing, screaming, enjoying themselves, and focused on the stage.
I couldn’t help but think of the scene in Revelation where thousands will be worshipping Christ someday:
Rev 5:11 Then I looked, and I heard the voice of many angels around the throne, the living creatures, and the elders; and the number of them was ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands, 12 saying with a loud voice: “Worthy is the Lamb who was slain To receive power and riches and wisdom, And strength and honor and glory and blessing!”
This scene will be much more amazing than the one tonight, but the image came to mind.
Anyway, it was a good night with my daughter and 10,000 other screaming girls. It also gave me a tiny reminder of a future day where great crowds will worship the One who is truly worthy.
Oh yeah, I’ll be a little more hard of hearing than normal for the next few days. But at least I’ll have an excuse.