“The LORD is my strength and song, and he is
become my salvation: he is my God, and I will prepare him an habitation;
my father's God, and I will exalt him.” (Exodus 15:2)
Sound
helps us to focus and has been taken advantage of for this purpose
throughout antiquity. Evidenced by Isaiah 55:12 and Isaiah 44:23, pure
sound preceded language as a component of worship. The syllable om from
Sanskrit, the original language of
India, considered sacred and centrally important in various Dharmic
religions such as Hinduism and Buddhism, has been included in mantras
repeated to aid concentration on various aspects of the divine during
meditation since ancient times. Why then should I, having tasted the
sincere milk of the Word and experienced proof that the Lord is gracious
(1 Peter 2:2-3), let the cat have my tongue and let the Ancient of Days
find me silent? No rock will ever need to cry out in my stead (Luke
19:40), for I shall not be silent regarding the Lord’s infinite
goodness. Hallelujah!
“I will bless the LORD at all times: his
praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul shall make her boast
in the LORD: the humble shall hear thereof, and be glad.” (Psalm 34:1-2)
If you don’t hear me giving the Lord praise, I must be asleep.
Hallelujah! If you don’t hear me singing a song of gratitude or
adoration, please check my pulse. Praise God! If you pass my space and
fail to hear the resounding tone of a drum or sustain from a high
sounding cymbal, please pray that I am either in prayer (Matthew 6:6),
studying to show myself approved unto God (2 Timothy 2:15), or resting
in the bosom of my Father who art in heaven (John 1:18). For now, as
annoying as it is to God’s enemies, I shall continue to make a joyful
noise! Hallelujah! “Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD.
Praise ye the LORD.” (Psalm 150:6)
© 2013 Brian L Hunter
http://www.anointedwritenow.com
Brian L Hunter is a ghostwriter, editor, literary critic, self-publishing consultant, music educator, and freelance writer. ~ The Ministry Of Writing Helps www.koalendar.com/e/meet-with-brian-l-hunter
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Hip Hop Gospel
“And David danced before the LORD with all his might; and David was girded with a linen ephod.” (2 Samuel 6:14)
Wearing a priestly garment, the king forgot about who and what he was in the flesh in order to worship the Lord in spirit and in truth (John 4:24). Hallelujah! God could care less about pomp and circumstance. Therefore, traditional religiosity does not move or impress the Ancient of Days. In fact, when we are prideful, we are, in fact, attempting to steal His glory which He will not share (Isaiah 42:8). Give it up, ye who are frozen in self-righteousness, hoping to be seen, and desperate for a pat on the back. Repent! Worship the Lord your God (Exodus 23:25). “I will also praise thee with the psaltery, even thy truth, O my God: unto thee will I sing with the harp, O thou Holy One of Israel.” (Psalms 71:22)
“I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.” (Sugarhill Gang, 1979)
“Take delight in the LORD, and he will give you your heart's desires.” (Psalm 37:4) Hallelujah!
© 2013 Brian L Hunter
http://www.anointedwritenow.com/
Wearing a priestly garment, the king forgot about who and what he was in the flesh in order to worship the Lord in spirit and in truth (John 4:24). Hallelujah! God could care less about pomp and circumstance. Therefore, traditional religiosity does not move or impress the Ancient of Days. In fact, when we are prideful, we are, in fact, attempting to steal His glory which He will not share (Isaiah 42:8). Give it up, ye who are frozen in self-righteousness, hoping to be seen, and desperate for a pat on the back. Repent! Worship the Lord your God (Exodus 23:25). “I will also praise thee with the psaltery, even thy truth, O my God: unto thee will I sing with the harp, O thou Holy One of Israel.” (Psalms 71:22)
“I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.” (Sugarhill Gang, 1979)
“Take delight in the LORD, and he will give you your heart's desires.” (Psalm 37:4) Hallelujah!
© 2013 Brian L Hunter
http://www.anointedwritenow.com/
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
No Appreciation Necessary
“For we are his workmanship, created in Christ
Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should
walk in them.” (Ephesians 2:10)
Whatever one’s contribution to a truly intimate and reverent time of worship, physiological appurtenances and feelings of déjà vu aside, regardless of theological camp, denominational enclosure, age, or gender, a person must eventually weigh the experience against the sovereignty and omnipotence inherent in God’s glory.
In spirit and in truth (John 4:23-24). Reminiscent of something akin to an Elvin Jones or Tony Williams rhythmic etude or improvisatory utterance upon a drum kit, I would imagine my own contribution from behind a battery of percussion at times must seem unintelligible, foreign, and even extremely bizarre by some standards. Yet, as the little drummer boy in the popular Christmas song, I bring my offering. Any sound I coerce from such basic and archaic apparatuses as drums and cymbals is my humble offering unto the King of kings and Lord of Lords. Hallelujah! Oh, what a range of frequencies is the sound of many waters (Psalm 93:4, Revelation 1:15, Revelation 14:2, Revelation 19:6) and simply the blast of God’s holy nostrils caused waters to be gathered, piled up, and consumed (Exodus 15:8, Job 4:9). Just as the feminine is suggested in the masculine, so is violence existent and inherent in the sublime beauty of grace. Hallelujah! Alas, once again I have thought too much and worshiped too little. Perhaps, one day, thinking, doing, and being may perchance be melded into one glorious act of exaltation.
I am content to be completely insignificant in this life. I am but a worm! All of my hope is in things eternal, Almighty God. Lord, please perfect that which concerns me, the good, the bad, and the ugly, so that I may walk more consistently in the Spirit than ever before. Let Your holy Word have free course in me, working in me both to will and to do of Your good pleasure (Philippians 2:13). Help me to remain ignorant enough of my many flaws to be ever more cognizant of Your infinitely glorious perfection in Jesus’ mighty name.
“First and foremost I am a drummer. After that, I'm other things... But I didn't play drums to make money.” (Ringo Starr -quoted in The Big Beat by Max Weinberg, 1984)
Help me to be who You most desire me to be so that I may be my utmost for Your highest in Jesus’ name. Amen.
“Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sov’reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
Refrain:
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled away,
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!” (At the Cross, Hudson, Isaac Watts, pub.1707,ref. by Ralph E. Hudson, 1885)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zqMgYbQhcvs
© 2013 Brian L Hunter
Whatever one’s contribution to a truly intimate and reverent time of worship, physiological appurtenances and feelings of déjà vu aside, regardless of theological camp, denominational enclosure, age, or gender, a person must eventually weigh the experience against the sovereignty and omnipotence inherent in God’s glory.
In spirit and in truth (John 4:23-24). Reminiscent of something akin to an Elvin Jones or Tony Williams rhythmic etude or improvisatory utterance upon a drum kit, I would imagine my own contribution from behind a battery of percussion at times must seem unintelligible, foreign, and even extremely bizarre by some standards. Yet, as the little drummer boy in the popular Christmas song, I bring my offering. Any sound I coerce from such basic and archaic apparatuses as drums and cymbals is my humble offering unto the King of kings and Lord of Lords. Hallelujah! Oh, what a range of frequencies is the sound of many waters (Psalm 93:4, Revelation 1:15, Revelation 14:2, Revelation 19:6) and simply the blast of God’s holy nostrils caused waters to be gathered, piled up, and consumed (Exodus 15:8, Job 4:9). Just as the feminine is suggested in the masculine, so is violence existent and inherent in the sublime beauty of grace. Hallelujah! Alas, once again I have thought too much and worshiped too little. Perhaps, one day, thinking, doing, and being may perchance be melded into one glorious act of exaltation.
I am content to be completely insignificant in this life. I am but a worm! All of my hope is in things eternal, Almighty God. Lord, please perfect that which concerns me, the good, the bad, and the ugly, so that I may walk more consistently in the Spirit than ever before. Let Your holy Word have free course in me, working in me both to will and to do of Your good pleasure (Philippians 2:13). Help me to remain ignorant enough of my many flaws to be ever more cognizant of Your infinitely glorious perfection in Jesus’ mighty name.
“First and foremost I am a drummer. After that, I'm other things... But I didn't play drums to make money.” (Ringo Starr -quoted in The Big Beat by Max Weinberg, 1984)
Help me to be who You most desire me to be so that I may be my utmost for Your highest in Jesus’ name. Amen.
“Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sov’reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
Refrain:
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled away,
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!” (At the Cross, Hudson, Isaac Watts, pub.1707,ref. by Ralph E. Hudson, 1885)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zqMgYbQhcvs
© 2013 Brian L Hunter
Language in Heaven
"Don't copy the behavior and customs of this
world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way
you think. Then you will learn to know God's will for you, which is good
and pleasing and perfect." (Romans 12:2 NLT)
It is my iron clad opinion that the only language spoken in heaven is music. Speak to me, Jesus. Speak to me. Strengthen and clarify my perception of who You have always been and what You are saying, Ancient of Days. Help me shed any fear of seeming foolish as I listen for You and wait. Transcending the mechanics of language, Spirit of truth (John 16:13), Thy Word is altogether lovely, Lord. Though we are a ragtag and disparate body of seemingly incoherent parts, in You we are a unified symphony, Almighty God. Let me hear Your pure voice in Jesus' name always. Amen.
© 2009 Brian L Hunter
www.anointedwritenow.com
#WritingHelps
It is my iron clad opinion that the only language spoken in heaven is music. Speak to me, Jesus. Speak to me. Strengthen and clarify my perception of who You have always been and what You are saying, Ancient of Days. Help me shed any fear of seeming foolish as I listen for You and wait. Transcending the mechanics of language, Spirit of truth (John 16:13), Thy Word is altogether lovely, Lord. Though we are a ragtag and disparate body of seemingly incoherent parts, in You we are a unified symphony, Almighty God. Let me hear Your pure voice in Jesus' name always. Amen.
© 2009 Brian L Hunter
www.anointedwritenow.com
#WritingHelps
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