Bride
Bride
Philippians 4:8 “Finally, brethren, whatsoever
things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just,
whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are
of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on
these things.”
2 Corinthians 10:5 “Casting down imaginations, and
every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and
bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;”
Music is powerful, especially to the ones
given to it. I was introduced to this Christian
rock band in approximately 1994. Since
then, they have helped deprogram me. From 1980 I had lived on a voracious diet of heavy metal music. So pounded the rhythms through my head that it
hit my heels at the Friday night street dance.
The local band, perched on a semi flatbed, blared their screeches as I flung
about like a whirling dervish. My calves
hurt the next day.
There was something about music. Rock music unlocked my energies of self-expression. Moving about, possessed by an inner
connection of soul, I could feel the music move me. Thus, heavy metal burned traces through my
mind.
God says to think upon positive
things. He commands this as a caring
Father. He knows our meditations breed
attitudes. Upon my rededication to Him in
1990, I realized much of my memorized lyrics of secular rock violated His holiness. He called me to health from the inside out.
It was a rough road from defilement to
praise. My temple needed a lot of
scrubbing. Molded scum laced the floors
and hid in the seams. I apologized for
the fecal material which surrounded every step.
Defecated ways threatened every pure tune He brought in. My heart I caught humming previous adulterated
lyrics of hedonism. But we cleaned on.
Romans 12:2 “And be not conformed to this
world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove
what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.”
In time I cut
every tie back to the old music. I
purged my secular collection and became determined to fill my mind with
Christian themes which came through my car stereo and headphones. I turned and grabbed forward for His purity.
Today I don’t
regret giving up the tainted consumption which churned my soul in
sickness. I have rock bands like Bride
to thank for taking up residence and filling my temple with sweetness. The antichristian aftertaste does not linger any
longer.
I encourage anyone so given to music as I to
examine your influence. Some are worth
abandoning.
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