Monday, November 13, 2017

when good things only lasted three minutes











After ordering my food the other day, as I was getting my drink I noticed something unique, the store was quiet, no music blaring from the ceiling to bother me.  But I had spoke, or listened too soon, as by the time I got my food, somebody’s idea of music was blaring.  The same non-entertaining stuff they call music today, am I showing my age?  Believe it or not there are some out there that like the sounds of silence, or at least good music.  Remember Muzak playing in elevators years ago?  And who composes that hypnotizing stuff while you are on hold?  A friend of mine years ago, a drummer for the Canadian Philharmonic Orchestra used to do that as a gig before he got a paying job.  He told me the musicians were good, they only needed the money.  Do good musicians, can good ones make bad music sound good? 
While working at a Jeep/GMC dealer years ago, the silence was shattered by a very loud interruption, Crystal turned up the music to a high volume, because she liked the song.  Fortunately I was able to convince her to turn it off, she still thinks she didn’t do anything wrong.....what has happened to music today?  Is it those that make it or those that listen to it that dictate what we hear?  Hang on, you are about to show your age and taste in music....
I can still remember the first time I heard the album version of Light My Fire by the Doors.  It had instrumentals, and lasted almost seven minutes, not the three we were used to. We had been grown up on AM radio, where for three minutes, you heard a song in its entirety, could understand the words, whistle along, or sing along.  Dictating what our attention span was, and for me still is.  It was music because it was musical, and entertaining because it was.  Think of the groups you heard and their songs of the late sixties, The Who, Simon and Garfunkel, Cream, The Association, Blood, Sweat, and Tears, CTA, The Young Rascals, Janis Joplin, and the list goes on.  All who when you heard them on the radio, AM, could fill you and your mood for three minutes or less, and keep you whistling throughout the day.  Notice I didn’t mention the Beach Boys or The Beatles, they were so good we only realized it when we looked back, and how great their music really was.  I have heard Lennon-McCartney tunes in elevators, done to disco, and reggae, good music knows no bounds. And to each new generation, when they first hear them, the music welcomes them.   I have never been a Stones fan, but some of their songs may qualify also.  Yet today we are left with the curse of hearing the last song before we leave the house and not being able to get it out of our head all day.  Nothing new, but I can still remember singing or whistling “I’ll be There” by the Four Tops.  Whatever happened to those harmonies?  To the Motown sound?  To Elvis?  Jr. Walker and the All Stars?  Four Seasons?  Louis Armstrong?  Paul Revere and the Raiders?  How about shared songs that were hits twice, like Light My Fire and Heard it Through the Grapevine?  Did you know the year of Sgt. Pepper, 1967, The Monkees sold more albums?  Where has all the good old music, that still sounds good today and only took three minutes to tell its story go? 
I ask church folk “why can Billy Graham speak for 15 minutes and people rush the stage, while pastors speak 60 minutes and people rush for the doors?”  Is there a need to fill that hour for TV or radio show needs?  Could it be is all about them?  Remember a good audience makes a good speaker.  Or could it be like one morning at a friend’s funeral, where over 200 bikers in leather and denim fill the room, and Mr. Seminary figures he only has this chance to save them?  Not knowing almost all are saved and walking in Christ, and it is guys like him the reason many don’t go to church.  Why is it that Jesus could say so much by saying so little, yet we feel we have to take over the job from the holy spirit and fill in all the blanks?  When is the last time you left a service whistling, or not wanting to go to eat?  How have we made something as simple a the gospel so difficult? 
To some we are like the words to “Hey Jude,” they view the scriptures as a sad song, and try to make them better.  But the gospel means good news, and Jesus is the best news you will hear, or sing today.  A timeless tune, that likes to be whistled or sung all day.  Yet after 90 minutes of religion on Sunday, many feel their responsibility filled, and are free to go there own way the rest of the week.  Maybe if we listen to the harmonies of The Beach Boys, and live in harmony with Christ we would get it.  Wouldn’t that be Nice?  I find the daily devotions I read each day take only a few minutes to make a point, as opposed to my rambling.  But I am trying to get better, but in Jesus I have so much to say.  How many after spending time with God can say “You’ve Made Me So Very Happy?”  All I try to do is make you think and consider Jesus, the rest is up to him and between you and him. 
How many of us consider others when engaging them like the advice Paul gave to Timothy?  Do we set an example of the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith, and in purity?  Do we try for 100% or go home hitting .250 hoping to make the church bulletin for greatness?  Do we expect more from our teachers and pastors than we do from ourselves?  Yes we will be judged more harshly, but salvation is an I thing, not a we thing.  We get saved as individuals not as groups.  When The Monkees sing “I’m a Believer,” can your actions back up your song?  Try the three minute test, share Jesus as the spirit gives you words, then back off and listen.  Like a farmer throws seeds that may be all you are called to do.  Maybe water what others have planted.  But in all cases, let the spirit provide the growth.  Jesus will give you a new song to sing that you will not forget.
So I have rambled already, my album version of Jesus for today.  My prayer is simple, sing the song of him all day and into the night.  Sing to him, sing with him, and make beautiful music.  But remember that seeing him live in concert will always be better than on a CD.  Live because he is alive, as we can be in him.  No fancy covers, no light show, no 24 track recording, he plays right to the heart.  Only in the spirit will his song make sense to others, take the three minute song test today.  Not a sound byte, but the whole thing Jesus has to offer.  If Jesus be the language of love, play on.  AM or FM, let’s get serious, not the pay station.  “Hooked on a Feeling?”  Remember “This Guy’s In Love with You,” make your “Midnight Confession” and know in Jesus “Love is all Around.”  I hope the spirit will just keep “You Hangin’ On...”
love with compassion,
Mike
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