I was strumming some chords with one of my students & I decided it would be good for him to write some lyrics to go with it, so he came up with some really good words, starting with “When the light of the Son comes shining down”. I asked if he meant “sun” or “Son” & he said “Let’s make it a church song”…
Thomas asked me, “Are you a Baptist?” so I said, “I’m non-denominational”
He said, “So you’re Methodist…that’s almost like a Christian, right?”
We believe the songs are yours
We receive them from you Lord
It’s your word that leads us
It’s your love that frees us
It’s your light that guides us
It’s your song
Now I don’t know what tomorrow holds
I may be high, I may be low
But I believe you promised
you’d never leave me hopeless
And I believe whatever happens
it’s your song
It’s the way you show me
It’s the way you hold me
It’s the way you love me
It’s your song
Sun Feb 26, 2011 WRC West Paulding…morning services
Steve V & Brad C played acoustics, Jon on drums, Jason on keys, Derrick B & Jody D on guitar: The Time Has Come, Your Love Never Fails, Inside Out. When Roye & I arrived @ 7 am, Derrick said we were replacing a song with one I had never heard before, but any jitters I might’ve had disappeared when I inserted my ear buds. The mix coming from the Avioms was CD quality. I felt like a caveman experiencing some strange new enlightenment. The bass guitar & kick drum were so thick & tight, I almost cried. When we played Inside Out, the keyboard swelled, the drums & bass came in like a heart beat pounding in my chest, it sounded like Hillsong was playing. The JBL line arrays hung above the stage. 4 OAP double-18 cabs lined the floor. And if that wasn’t close enough to heaven, the volunteers were like angels swooping in to assist your every need. When Brad needed help with his acoustic guitar, they were there to patch his cables, change his battery, wisp the hair out of his eyes, every possible act of service & assistance was eagerly administered. Surely this must be what heaven is like.
As I was driving down the road, I popped in an old CD & started to sing along. I noticed Abbie in the backseat, singing right along with me, not knowing a single word. She had never heard the song before, but she could tell I was excited about it, so she was happy to join in for the pure enjoyment. Her words were unintelligible & her pitch wasn’t exactly right, but in her father’s eyes, it was beautiful. It made me so proud to see her singing from her heart, just to make me happy.
As a part-time worship leader, I’m always looking for ways to encourage people to join in worship. Sometimes we may not know a song, or prefer something different, but it’s still possible to enjoy the music & join in worship. If I’m excited about the song & I’m singing from my heart, it doesn’t matter if I don’t know the words or the melody, it will be beautiful in my Father’s eyes… & it will be contagious.
Two voices are always battling inside my head…
One voice says I should give up my childish dreams of playing music & grow up. I should abandon my selfish desires, crucify my flesh & allow God to use me however He sees fit. My aspirations hinder God’s plan for my life.
The other voice says I have been gifted by God to play music & I should use His gift to glorify Him. God planted that dream in my heart & I should pursue it with passion. The joy & fulfillment it brings affirm that God is pleased with my music.
This has been a recurring theme in my life. When I was 10, I wanted to be Spiderman & fly around Cartersville from building to building. My mom even made a suit for me. She encouraged me to dream. When I graduated high school & it was time to go to University of TN, I decided it was God’s will for me to stay home & play music with my band. My dad was disappointed, but he encouraged me to follow my dream. When I was in college, the voices were still battling, telling me I was selfishly following my own desires, & it was time to abandon my silly dreams & live a life of total submission to God’s will. For a time, I quit listening to secular music completely. I was convinced that playing music was the wrong path for me.
Even now, I still hear both voices & they are still at war. But if I follow my parent’s example when my own daughter wants to follow her dream, it becomes clear what God wants for me. He is my inspiration, He gave me the gift, & He wants me to dream…
And yet, just like Abraham, I have to be willing to sacrifice the things that are closest to me, if God requires it. I must offer up my own desires & pleasures, just like Jesus did.
God’s kingdom isn’t a matter of what you put in your stomach, for goodness’ sake. It’s what God does with your life as he sets it right, puts it together, and completes it with joy. Your task is to single-mindedly serve Christ. Do that and you’ll kill two birds with one stone: pleasing the God above you and proving your worth to the people around you.
So let’s agree to use all our energy in getting along with each other. Help others with encouraging words; don’t drag them down by finding fault. You’re certainly not going to permit an argument over what is served or not served at supper to wreck God’s work among you, are you? I said it before and I’ll say it again: All food is good, but it can turn bad if you use it badly, if you use it to trip others up and send them sprawling. When you sit down to a meal, your primary concern should not be to feed your own face but to share the life of Jesus. So be sensitive and courteous to the others who are eating. Don’t eat or say or do things that might interfere with the free exchange of love.
Cultivate your own relationship with God, but don’t impose it on others. You’re fortunate if your behavior and your belief are coherent. But if you’re not sure, if you notice that you are acting in ways inconsistent with what you believe—some days trying to impose your opinions on others, other days just trying to please them—then you know that you’re out of line. If the way you live isn’t consistent with what you believe, then it’s wrong. Romans 14:13-23