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I think God likes our music.<\/p>\n
Let me explain<\/span><\/h2>\nWe need to establish a baseline of known established facts about God first to discuss God liking our music. We will start with his name, God or Yahweh by the Hebrews. It was actually too holy to be spoken back thousands of years ago. I think today, God likes it when we scream<\/em> his name!\u00a0 So, it\u2019s pretty easy to see why music might be mishandled or taken for more or less than what it is. \u00a0I remember growing up in the sixties and listening to that \u2018rock and roll\u2019 <\/em>music which went against most of the Greatest Generation\u2019s taste buds. There was angst about revolution, disarray, lack of modesty, lack of humility, and it was memorialized with Woodstock<\/a>. See? There, right there is what is wrong with this country!\u00a0<\/em>Does it sound, well, familiar today?<\/p>\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u2026grilled cheese sandwich.<\/span><\/h3>\nBut somehow and for some reason, God let it happen. The all knowing, all powerful, creator of the universe, the keeper of our hearts\u2014if we allowed it, the author of sacrificial love, allowed lyrics in those days which seem tame today. God likes our music, most of it anyway. Nothing quite as memorable as do your grandma like a grilled cheese sandwich. <\/em>\u00a0Which, upon first reading, kind of demands some kind of explanation.<\/p>\nThere is still a line in Earth, Wind, and Fire\u2019s song September no<\/i> one really knows what they\u2019re saying and when we get to that line, usually driving cross country which is a perfect time to dial it up, we just mouth something close, like Badi-a, sudden you remember, badi-a , dangin\u2019 in September, badi-a never was a-d-ah-a.<\/em>\u2019 The song changes every time I hear it and try singing to it while I\u2019m tapping on the steering wheel. \u00a0<\/em>\u00a0It competes with Rascal Flat\u2019s song Life is a Highway to inspire creativity. <\/em>It came on one time in the car when the whole family and I were traveling. I got into the zone in my mind, and someone asked me a question and I gently said, \u201cnot now, I\u2019m flying a plane.\u201d\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\nHe loves it when we car dance, as long as we keep our mitts at 10 and 2 and our head on a swivel for traffic-maybe our windows up so we don\u2019t disturb the guy in the Range Rover next to us NOT car dancing. He loves to watch us be joyful. Jesus loves it when the music causes us to feel emotional and allows us to feel our feelings we stuff into the preverbal laundry chute.<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Songs like\u2026.<\/span><\/h3>\nSongs like Etta James At Last, <\/em>allowing you to imagine dancing with a love, on the beach, at night, barefoot, slowly planting and swaying. Imagining getting your nice linen pants wet because they weren\u2019t rolled up high enough.<\/p>\nDave Matthews Crash, <\/em>bringing out romance. Helen Jane Long, who is playing now as I write, having yet to find a song of hers that is bad\u2014or even mediocre, writing music to get you through the death of a terminal patient, soft and soothing as you lay in the bathtub buried under hot water because you want the mind to stop doing what <\/em>if?<\/p>\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u2026for times of kindness and love.<\/span><\/h3>\nParajet\u2019s guitar with a sound I haven\u2019t heard and a calming I rarely feel along with David Tolk\u2019s soft and slow piano. And of course Making Plans <\/em>from the Braveheart soundtrack for those moments when you\u2019re down to your last couple of metaphorically described rounds <\/em>and dawn of a miserable outcome is starting to show on the horizon. You and a few others of your kind are sitting around the campfire, sharpening sticks because that is all you have, allowing you to remember a few lines from Shakespeare\u2019s Henry V<\/em> to bring you a strong heart\u2014 for that sharpened stick event- Who\u2019s he that wishes so\u2026<\/em>.?<\/p>\nOne of those times I wrote about before while driving and so joyful in the middle of a dumpster fire, because I could feel Him in the truck, I said outloud \u2018you pick the song you like.\u2019 Then pushing shuffle on my music and as quick as I pushed it, the William Tell Overture <\/em>popped up. I started to laugh, realizing my Lord of the Universe, liked the Rossini classics. But then I said \u2018pick another\u2019 as it ended and the Brothers Osborn, Nobody\u2019s Nonbody was next.\u00a0<\/em>Apparently, God likes the classics and<\/em> Country.<\/p>\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0God loves us\u2026.<\/span><\/h3>\nGod loves <\/em>us singing his name. Loves it! Growing up, going to church, there were no jazz bands or worship bands. He uses music to lift us.\u00a0 My parents, that Greatest Generation group, loved the 23rd Psalm and Onward Christian Soldiers.<\/em> The song worked then. And for many many people, it still does. But music to motivate the heart, sooth the heart, encourage the heart, to do or say or be what the spirit in us wants us to be, is a beautiful thing. And that only comes from God. He can use that dumpster fire I mentioned to be our finest hour.<\/p>\nGod brings joy, encouragement, courage, empathy, mercy, caring, concern, love. He uses what we have made and uses it to encourage us and to fill in those areas where they are needed. Long\u2019s instrumental Through the Dark<\/em> was even named to do what it did for me. Songs, hewn by God, absolutely can sing to our hearts and we, in turn, can sing to God, maybe in a different way than our parents did, but He knows what we mean. Like I said, God likes our music.<\/p>\nOther than the \u2026grilled cheese sandwich<\/em> thing. He has no idea about that one.<\/p>\n\u00a0<\/p>\n
About \u2013 Inside Our Gooey Minds (patheos.com)<\/a><\/p>\n\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u2026grilled cheese sandwich.<\/span><\/h3>\nBut somehow and for some reason, God let it happen. The all knowing, all powerful, creator of the universe, the keeper of our hearts\u2014if we allowed it, the author of sacrificial love, allowed lyrics in those days which seem tame today. God likes our music, most of it anyway. Nothing quite as memorable as do your grandma like a grilled cheese sandwich. <\/em>\u00a0Which, upon first reading, kind of demands some kind of explanation.<\/p>\nThere is still a line in Earth, Wind, and Fire\u2019s song September no<\/i> one really knows what they\u2019re saying and when we get to that line, usually driving cross country which is a perfect time to dial it up, we just mouth something close, like Badi-a, sudden you remember, badi-a , dangin\u2019 in September, badi-a never was a-d-ah-a.<\/em>\u2019 The song changes every time I hear it and try singing to it while I\u2019m tapping on the steering wheel. \u00a0<\/em>\u00a0It competes with Rascal Flat\u2019s song Life is a Highway to inspire creativity. <\/em>It came on one time in the car when the whole family and I were traveling. I got into the zone in my mind, and someone asked me a question and I gently said, \u201cnot now, I\u2019m flying a plane.\u201d\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\nHe loves it when we car dance, as long as we keep our mitts at 10 and 2 and our head on a swivel for traffic-maybe our windows up so we don\u2019t disturb the guy in the Range Rover next to us NOT car dancing. He loves to watch us be joyful. Jesus loves it when the music causes us to feel emotional and allows us to feel our feelings we stuff into the preverbal laundry chute.<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Songs like\u2026.<\/span><\/h3>\nSongs like Etta James At Last, <\/em>allowing you to imagine dancing with a love, on the beach, at night, barefoot, slowly planting and swaying. Imagining getting your nice linen pants wet because they weren\u2019t rolled up high enough.<\/p>\nDave Matthews Crash, <\/em>bringing out romance. Helen Jane Long, who is playing now as I write, having yet to find a song of hers that is bad\u2014or even mediocre, writing music to get you through the death of a terminal patient, soft and soothing as you lay in the bathtub buried under hot water because you want the mind to stop doing what <\/em>if?<\/p>\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u2026for times of kindness and love.<\/span><\/h3>\nParajet\u2019s guitar with a sound I haven\u2019t heard and a calming I rarely feel along with David Tolk\u2019s soft and slow piano. And of course Making Plans <\/em>from the Braveheart soundtrack for those moments when you\u2019re down to your last couple of metaphorically described rounds <\/em>and dawn of a miserable outcome is starting to show on the horizon. You and a few others of your kind are sitting around the campfire, sharpening sticks because that is all you have, allowing you to remember a few lines from Shakespeare\u2019s Henry V<\/em> to bring you a strong heart\u2014 for that sharpened stick event- Who\u2019s he that wishes so\u2026<\/em>.?<\/p>\nOne of those times I wrote about before while driving and so joyful in the middle of a dumpster fire, because I could feel Him in the truck, I said outloud \u2018you pick the song you like.\u2019 Then pushing shuffle on my music and as quick as I pushed it, the William Tell Overture <\/em>popped up. I started to laugh, realizing my Lord of the Universe, liked the Rossini classics. But then I said \u2018pick another\u2019 as it ended and the Brothers Osborn, Nobody\u2019s Nonbody was next.\u00a0<\/em>Apparently, God likes the classics and<\/em> Country.<\/p>\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0God loves us\u2026.<\/span><\/h3>\nGod loves <\/em>us singing his name. Loves it! Growing up, going to church, there were no jazz bands or worship bands. He uses music to lift us.\u00a0 My parents, that Greatest Generation group, loved the 23rd Psalm and Onward Christian Soldiers.<\/em> The song worked then. And for many many people, it still does. But music to motivate the heart, sooth the heart, encourage the heart, to do or say or be what the spirit in us wants us to be, is a beautiful thing. And that only comes from God. He can use that dumpster fire I mentioned to be our finest hour.<\/p>\nGod brings joy, encouragement, courage, empathy, mercy, caring, concern, love. He uses what we have made and uses it to encourage us and to fill in those areas where they are needed. Long\u2019s instrumental Through the Dark<\/em> was even named to do what it did for me. Songs, hewn by God, absolutely can sing to our hearts and we, in turn, can sing to God, maybe in a different way than our parents did, but He knows what we mean. Like I said, God likes our music.<\/p>\nOther than the \u2026grilled cheese sandwich<\/em> thing. He has no idea about that one.<\/p>\n\u00a0<\/p>\n
About \u2013 Inside Our Gooey Minds (patheos.com)<\/a><\/p>\n\u00a0<\/p>\n
There is still a line in Earth, Wind, and Fire\u2019s song September no<\/i> one really knows what they\u2019re saying and when we get to that line, usually driving cross country which is a perfect time to dial it up, we just mouth something close, like Badi-a, sudden you remember, badi-a , dangin\u2019 in September, badi-a never was a-d-ah-a.<\/em>\u2019 The song changes every time I hear it and try singing to it while I\u2019m tapping on the steering wheel. \u00a0<\/em>\u00a0It competes with Rascal Flat\u2019s song Life is a Highway to inspire creativity. <\/em>It came on one time in the car when the whole family and I were traveling. I got into the zone in my mind, and someone asked me a question and I gently said, \u201cnot now, I\u2019m flying a plane.\u201d\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n He loves it when we car dance, as long as we keep our mitts at 10 and 2 and our head on a swivel for traffic-maybe our windows up so we don\u2019t disturb the guy in the Range Rover next to us NOT car dancing. He loves to watch us be joyful. Jesus loves it when the music causes us to feel emotional and allows us to feel our feelings we stuff into the preverbal laundry chute.<\/p>\n Songs like Etta James At Last, <\/em>allowing you to imagine dancing with a love, on the beach, at night, barefoot, slowly planting and swaying. Imagining getting your nice linen pants wet because they weren\u2019t rolled up high enough.<\/p>\n Dave Matthews Crash, <\/em>bringing out romance. Helen Jane Long, who is playing now as I write, having yet to find a song of hers that is bad\u2014or even mediocre, writing music to get you through the death of a terminal patient, soft and soothing as you lay in the bathtub buried under hot water because you want the mind to stop doing what <\/em>if?<\/p>\n Parajet\u2019s guitar with a sound I haven\u2019t heard and a calming I rarely feel along with David Tolk\u2019s soft and slow piano. And of course Making Plans <\/em>from the Braveheart soundtrack for those moments when you\u2019re down to your last couple of metaphorically described rounds <\/em>and dawn of a miserable outcome is starting to show on the horizon. You and a few others of your kind are sitting around the campfire, sharpening sticks because that is all you have, allowing you to remember a few lines from Shakespeare\u2019s Henry V<\/em> to bring you a strong heart\u2014 for that sharpened stick event- Who\u2019s he that wishes so\u2026<\/em>.?<\/p>\n One of those times I wrote about before while driving and so joyful in the middle of a dumpster fire, because I could feel Him in the truck, I said outloud \u2018you pick the song you like.\u2019 Then pushing shuffle on my music and as quick as I pushed it, the William Tell Overture <\/em>popped up. I started to laugh, realizing my Lord of the Universe, liked the Rossini classics. But then I said \u2018pick another\u2019 as it ended and the Brothers Osborn, Nobody\u2019s Nonbody was next.\u00a0<\/em>Apparently, God likes the classics and<\/em> Country.<\/p>\n God loves <\/em>us singing his name. Loves it! Growing up, going to church, there were no jazz bands or worship bands. He uses music to lift us.\u00a0 My parents, that Greatest Generation group, loved the 23rd Psalm and Onward Christian Soldiers.<\/em> The song worked then. And for many many people, it still does. But music to motivate the heart, sooth the heart, encourage the heart, to do or say or be what the spirit in us wants us to be, is a beautiful thing. And that only comes from God. He can use that dumpster fire I mentioned to be our finest hour.<\/p>\n God brings joy, encouragement, courage, empathy, mercy, caring, concern, love. He uses what we have made and uses it to encourage us and to fill in those areas where they are needed. Long\u2019s instrumental Through the Dark<\/em> was even named to do what it did for me. Songs, hewn by God, absolutely can sing to our hearts and we, in turn, can sing to God, maybe in a different way than our parents did, but He knows what we mean. Like I said, God likes our music.<\/p>\n Other than the \u2026grilled cheese sandwich<\/em> thing. He has no idea about that one.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n About \u2013 Inside Our Gooey Minds (patheos.com)<\/a><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Songs like\u2026.<\/span><\/h3>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u2026for times of kindness and love.<\/span><\/h3>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0God loves us\u2026.<\/span><\/h3>\n