Written 3/05/07 and representative only of my own opinions, remember. I have many wonderful people in my life who listen to Christian radio! My intent is not to be disrepectful . . . just to share my opinion . . . .
You know how I feel about contemporary Christian music . . . and if you don’t, let’s just say that in general my opinion is not overly enthusiastic.
The truth of the matter is, however, that I am not that much of a black and white kind of person . . . . I don’t hate all contemporary Christian music no matter what. In fact, I do own a couple of Nicole Nordeman CDs, and you know I love Sara Groves. But, if I may make such a distinction, Nicole and Sara are a far, far cry from Jesus Is My Boyfriend Music . . . and Christian radio.
There are three very nice young men in my house today painting the walls of the dining room (long list of to-dos and all that). They are really, really nice guys and seem to be doing a fabulous job (and while my definition of “fabulous” is, admittedly, “not done by me” it all looks pretty nice to me).
The problem is (and I am aware that on the spectrum of life problems this one would not be all that severe): they like to listen to Christian radio while they work.
Which means I, too, have had the opportunity to listen to Christian radio today. And it’s really, really loud.
Alas, it has been about 5 hours and so far no Nicole Nordeman or Sara Groves. A lot of “hallelujahs”, “praise the father aboves”, “God is goods” and “I can only imagines”, though, and I have to say I think I can understand why Christians get a bad rap from society at large. The music is terrible; the lyrics are often ridiculous; and the commercials . . .
well, let’s just say this morning was sponsored by Linda, who called in to thank her husband Ralph for “being a man of God.” I just spent the last 30 minutes trying to imagine what an unchurched person completely unfamiliar with Christianity would think about such a commercial. So far I have not come up with anything positive.
I am, also, willing to put up with quite a lot for a beautiful, newly painted dining room.
However, if this goes on too much longer I don’t think I can be held responsible for my actions. To stave off unwanted reactionary behavior (Amy going crazy) I have now closed all the doors to the office, where I am working, and successfully located a pair of ear plugs which I am now wearing.
Hopefully this solution will help.
Hopefully the dining room will be repainted very soon.
Hopefully the station will play some Sara Groves.
All I know is, if I hear “WGTS 91.9! Always positive and always encouraging!” one more time . . . well, you can only imagine.