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Of course it was God who made me and who put me into a Christian family who led me to himself. I know that Sunday school and church helped a lot, and Awana did too. But I love music, it soothes my soul and helps me to experience things that I would not experience any other way. It also paints pictures in my head and inspires the story writer in me.

I don't accurately remember the early years of my life but i do know that whenever we went on vacation or whenever we went in the car with my dad we would be listening to Godly music. I loved this music very much, and I believe that it was partly through this music that I first learned to love God.

I do know that now as a born again believer it's Godly music that brings me back to him most of the time. I begin wandering away and then I listen to the right music and I remember how awesome God is and how much I love him. I even believe that he loves me. It's great. And God is greater.

And the wrong music can have just the opposite effect.

This doesn't have anything to do with music, but I have learned recently that it's the little decisions that me make that determine how our walk is going to go that day. One right decision leads to another which leads to another. The same goes for wrong decisions. I start out by going off the right road just a little bit but then before I know it I am way out there. And the distance can seem overwhelming, but if I start out my making one right decision I can slowly begin making my way back. And listening to the right music can be that one right decision.

So there I was able to tie my rabbit trail back into my original point. Isn't God Great?

Amen Anne, thanks for sharing that.

(10-23-2009 07:19 PM)Here Am I Wrote: [ -> ]Amen, Amen and AMEN!

As I read your post, I kept nodding to myself: music is very important to me, and I can see how I am doing spiritually by what I am doing with music.

If I am silent, or humming secular songs, I'm straying.

If I am humming hymns or singing gospel, then I am either in need of the Lord, or He's keeping me close. I break out into song when I am thankful, it just bubbles out of me.

And I have such joy in my heart as I sing hymns and choir songs at church: sometimes I even feel led to raise my hand(s) in worship to the One to which I owe everything! :woowoo10:

Years I spent in vanity and pride
Caring not my Lord was crucified
Knowing not it was for me He died
On Calvary.

Mercy there was great and grace was free
Pardon there was multiplied to me
There my burdened soul found liberty
At Calvary!

Ever wonder why the Muslims don't sing to Allah? No joy, perhaps...

Yes, I would agree there is no joy in Allah.

By God's Word at last my sin I learned
then I trembled at the law I'd spurned
then my guilty soul imploring turned
To Calvary

Oh the love that drew salvations plan
oh the grace that brought it down to man
oh the mighty gulf that God did span
At Calvary

Now I give to Jesus everything
Now I gladly own Him as my king
Now my raptured soul can only sing
Of Calvary!