I have made a discovery. This is going to blow your mind. Really. Are you listening? Okay, pay attention now.
Girls dig boys who make music.
I know, right? Whether he sings heart-throbbing lyrics, strums a guitar, hammers on a drum, knows how to make a banjo dance, or simply can really buzz a harmonica, boys who make music tend to cause women to swoon (definition of swoon as I understand it is along the lines of instant crush).
And if a boy writes his own music – oh man! Better watch out! He’s very likely to have mobs of girls running after him. Or screaming his name. Or wearing his name on homemade t-shirts. And have posters of him in their rooms. And know all his songs by heart. They might even randomly burst into those songs in the middle of a mall, or a hall, or a classroom. They might even dance to those songs.
I bet you had no idea.
Music is powerful. It can turn a stiff board of a person into a ball of spinning energy. It can open doors. It can alter a person’s mood quicker than a puppy, a caramel frappaccino, a great workout, or a cute new outfit. It also has the power to keep a person in a mood, or even heighten an emotion.
When we break up with boys, we play depressing and angry songs over and over again. When we’re in love, or really, really, really want to be in love, we listen to any and every love song that is on our ipod. Over and over and over again.
Music is the quickest, purest way to our soul. Really and truly. I’m not kidding. Hence the reason if a boy REALLY wants you, he’ll write you a song. Or struggle through it on his newly-bought guitar. Or, at the very least, he’ll make you a playlist.
So, it makes sense that a chunk of our time in fellowship with other Christians be spent singing, worshiping our God. I know it probably feels weird. I mean, where else does that ever happen, except at concerts, where a group of people just sing together? Nowhere. Weird.
But…but for me, it’s been during times of worship when God most often talks to me. Or when I can finally express to Him what’s been bothering my heart. It’s during times of worship that I have literally felt God cleanse me of all the gunk life threw at me that had been clinging to my heart. I have felt refreshed, convicted, comforted, and encouraged. And I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that worship is the key to all of that.
When we take the time to tell God how much we love Him; when we take the time to remind ourselves in song of His goodness, of His power, of His grace; miracles happen. Chains are broken. Lives are changed. God’s glory is displayed.
So, two things –
Be careful what music you listen to. I’m not saying only listen to Christian music (NO WAY am I saying that), but do be careful. Remember, what you listen to is a reflection of where your heart is. Music has the power to put your heart in a good place, or in a down-right rotten one.
And, take some time this week, all on your own, separate from church or youth group, and tell God how much you love Him – in song. You know how awesome it is when someone sings to you; I’m pretty sure God feels the same way. I’m pretty sure your belting your favorite worship song in the shower (because who DOESN’T sound amazing in the shower?) puts a huge, little boy grin on His face. And it’s a wonderful thing when God smiles.