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This blog may cause the reader some nausea, so I warn you from the beginning. This subject is one fraught with disagreement and some even get violent when it does not fit the mold in which they are comfortable and that is fine with me. We all have areas of growth. Namely, loving our neighbors as ourselves. With that aside, I begin.

For those who may be confused about so-called Christians listening to secular music, let me clear it up. They are not following God. They profess to follow him, but do not in this area. How do I know? Who receives the glory and adoration in secular music? You or God? Is God dividend? Are there more than two kingdoms? So if you conclude that there is the kingdom of darkness and the kingdom of light, then it must mean God has music as well as Satan?

How does one identify whether or not God or Satan inspires the music? Can a spring produce both fresh and salt water? So if a person has titled their music as secular then how is it not Satan’s music? Or could it mean some can be holy and others not inspired? Really? Now if a secular person decides to sing a traditional Christian song, should this inspire? Should the believer be pleased with this deceptive and hypocritical behavior? Would Jesus be pleased?

How does one manifest the attributes of one working toward perfection when one meditates (listens to secular music) on lies and deception? You do know Miley Cyrus new song right? “We can’t stop” Which goes:

It’s our party we can love who we want
We can kiss who we want
We can live how we want

To my homegirls here with the big butts
Shaking it like we at a strip club
Remember only God can judge us

Is this scriptural? I realize some will say, is all her music like this? Again I say can a spring produce both fresh and salt water?

Don’t get me wrong, I pray Miley Cyrus comes to know Jesus and feel sad for her father. But professing saved parents and grown people what message are you giving your children?

I could use Beyoncé’s new song “Bow Down” Which goes:

I took some time to live my life
But don’t think I’m just his little wife
Don’t get it twisted, get it twisted

This my sh-t
Bow down, b-tches
Bow down, b-tches

Really! I know she sung a song about putting a ring on it. To this I say, can a spring produce both fresh and salt water? Protect yourselves and protect your children.

We are to be separated from this world, in the vicinity, but not of it. It is crucial for us to remain individuals, so that when Miley gets tired, she has somewhere to go.


Violin by freshphoto, on Flickr

Sometimes the sweetness of God’s power can be overlooked because we don’t know or realize that aspect of him. Always remember that God is love, he sometimes doesn’t move in our timing, but he moves regardless. Allow this story to encourage you especially if you have a parent or loved one suffering from dementia or an illness that has affected their mind.

There was an elderly grandfather who had dementia and was in the last stages of that illness. The grandfather lived with his son’s family. One of his grandchildren was a girl of about 10 years old who loved her grandfather very much and couldn’t understand why he said things that didn’t make sense. She didn’t understand why he would yell out words in the middle of the night and wake everyone up. She didn’t understand why he didn’t know who she was. She didn’t understand why he changed and didn’t laugh and joke with her like he used to.

One day the granddaughter was exploring her grandfather’s possessions that were all stored in the attic of their home. She opened one of the trunks that she thought appeared to be a ‘pirate’s’ chest. To her surprise among other things it contained a violin case which she immediately opened. No her young eyes weren’t trained or she would have been able to recognize the caliber of musical instrument that this violin was.

From that time and for many days she would sneak up to the attic, take the pristine violin out of it’s case and hold it. One time she actually took the bow and ran it across the strings, which produced a squeaky sound. From that time on she kept practicing on the violin’ She was cautious to play softly so that no one would hear the ‘out-of-tune’ sounds she made on it and take it away from her.

The grandfather’s health was deteriorating rapidly and this was hard for the little girl who deeply loved her grandfather or “Papaw” as she called him. The girl’s name was Sierra. Sierra had been told that her grandfather was very sick and that she wasn’t to go to his room unless her mom or dad was with her. One day she decided to break those rules. Sierra decided to go into the grandfather’s room with her newly found violin and play him a song, howbeit she knew no cords but she could make noise.

When Sierra stood by his bed and begins to move the bow across the strings, her grandfather’s eyes opened slowly. Eyes that were dim and stayed mostly shut opened and revealed faded blue eyes that somehow became brighter when he saw the worn instrument. He looked at his granddaughter, smiled and barely could speak these words…”Play on my child. You are doing a fine job”. Sierra was so surprised with his response that she grinned back and said, “Grandpa..you like my music”? The very weak man whispered the words of confirmation, but what happened next was almost a miracle. He asked Sierra to allow him to hold the violin and he actually lifted himself up off his pillow. The weak and very sick man had regained strength almost supernaturally.

Now by this time the son was standing in the doorway of the bedroom. With weak hands and a very feeble back, he set up on that make shift hospital bed with a strength that hadn’t been there for years. Unbeknown to his granddaughter but known to his son was the fact that her grandfather had been a concert violin player with the Cincinnati Symphony Orchestra for many years before he became ill.

The unimaginable was happening as the old man took the violin and the bow and began to play it. What amazing cords he struck, what amazing posture and poise his tired and sick body began to exemplify. The son couldn’t hold back the tears, the tears of joy and peace. Most of his life he heard his father play that very same violin, but this time was different…he knew in his heart it was the last time he would hear his father play.

Sierra was in awe…she was mesmerized by the beautiful tones coming from the violin. Her grandfather appeared to somewhat glow in Sierra’s eyes anyway. The sound of the violin echoed throughout that home and for a few minutes it was like angels joined the orchestra, surely it wasn’t just one violin that was played?

Those moments were just that… moments and then they had to end. The grandfather looked at his son and smiled, he looked at his granddaughter and spoke softly to her; “My child…carry on with loving this instrument, play it for me even though I won’t be around to hear you. Play it with everything that is in you my child…do it for me”. With those words and very weak and shaking hands the grandfather gave the violin to Sierra. He laid back on his bed, closed his eyes to never open them again.

Girl with violin 2 by fotoroto, on Flickr

Sierra went on to become a concert violin player just as her grandfather requested. I wrote this story to bring out a point that I want you to know. It took just a touch of a master’s hand to bring an instrument’s sound to a level of a symphony orchestra’s caliber.

Think about God, he can supernaturally touch you and make your life valuable. He can bring a life to order and remove the chaos. He is the master and you can know him today. He is only a prayer away. What do you need him to do? Do you need to know that someone cares? Do you need encouragement? I want to give you that today.

God’s Word says that, he inscribed your name on the palm of his hand, he loves you. You are HIS creation and his Word also says in Jeremiah 29:11, ‘I know the thoughts I have toward you, says the Lord. Thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope’. Trust him today…he is just a prayer away.

picture #1  by  freshphoto
picture #2 by fotoroto

By Sheila (Guest Post)

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dsc00960Worry weighs us down; a cheerful word picks us up. Proverbs 12:25

It is easy to say “don’t worry be happy” but without a cheerful word the saying becomes useless. “Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.” Philippians 4:6

When worry visits you? Remember this blog and pray “Lord Jesus Christ get the devil off my back and tell him to cease with his words and open my ears to your message that says I can do all things in your name that strengthens me.”

*Note: worry is cancelled through prayer + praise to God, whose Spirit fills and settles down the believer.


A man just confessed to me that he is in love with someone who has turned his world upside down. This woman that he saw from a distance would soon become his wife. He knew from the moment his eye lids lifted that the vision before him was so stunning and so magnificent his lips began to quiver. I am telling you this woman reminded him of Eve in the garden, Samson’s Delilah, Abraham’s old attractive wife, and Jacob’s Rachel. If you recall Jacob within the pages of scripture he loved Rachel at first sight. This woman was equipped with all the bells and whistles of a 7 series BMW. She was in all practical terms the perfect woman. This man mutters some words only a gifted linguist can recognize and she still says yes to whatever he just said. Exchanging the proverbial number and parting ways this man overjoyed by the encounter goes to the mall to update his clothing.

Who would have guessed that the mall he chose and the time in which to go, this Rachel like woman would also be there too. It just so happens, they both were looking to update their clothing. He confronts her again and they chat a little and then they part again, only this time a date is confirmed at Ruth’s Chris Steak House. Delighted to make reservations and to plan a wonderful evening of getting to know his better half, nothing could be so perfect, so grand and spectacular.

So the dinner date is arranged and this man and his perfect woman are out on a date. Shortly into the date this man finds out this woman does not believe in God. He knows that the Bible says that a man or woman should not be unequally yoked, but he reminds himself that she is perfect the way she is. A little disturbed by this because he is Christian, he decides to continue the relationship, because what would Jesus do? Get her saved. Right?

They have been dating for six months now and he is ready to marry her. She is not saved and his attempts to present Christ were met with let’s agree to disagree. This man finds himself at the decision point when purchasing the ring, but he keeps recalling those light brown eyes and those perfect bells and whistles.

So he plunges in and they get married and the honeymoon could not be better. They stayed at their beautiful home, because the wedding was so expensive there was no money left over for a trip to Europe or the Bahamas.

The fire of passion fades and the flames are dialed down and this man gets more zealous about his relationship with Jesus. His wife is not pleased with his time at church, as she does not attend, due to the fact she does not believe in God. Then something happens…

Please comment – should they have gotten married? If no or yes please answer why?

photo by Vanessa

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