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Growing up in Lubbock, Texas I was never really exposed to the dangers
of city life. My father was a pastor of a small church and I pretty
much led a sheltered life. My biggest problem at the time was whether
or not I had a zit on my face and whether or not any of the girls
I was interested in noticed it!
I felt that I pretty much had things in control and that
I was in charge of my own destiny. Music was the single most important
thing in my life. Beyond music, I didn't care.
I had been saved as a 7 year old but I had put my spiritual life
on the back burner and made no attempt to get to know my Savior.
I was your typical know-it-all (some would say that I still am!)
and as I grew older and entered high school things of a spiritual
nature were further and further from my mind. Because of the type
of people I chose to hang with and the way I decided to act you
would never have known I was a Christian. I was more concerned
with the way my friends perceived me and in having my own way
than I was in having a walk with the Lord. My spirit had fallen
asleep and would soon have gone comatose.
God chose to wake me up in a dramatic way on a Friday night
in 1977. I was riding in a car with a group of friends on our way
to an "after the football game" party, doing things we
should not have been doing. I knew better, but my desire for acceptance
overrode common sense. A west Texas dust storm was howling outside
the car and visibility was almost zero. Traveling at 80 mph, the
driver (not me, I was in the back seat) lost control of the car,
careening into a ditch. The car was thrown into the air, flipping
over mid-air to land upside down in a cotton field on a road in
the middle of nowhere. Normally I wear a seatbelt at all times,
but that night I had not put it on. When we examined the wreckage
of the car, the roof had been crushed down to the seat in the exact
spot I was sitting in. If I had been belted in, I would have been
killed.
Not being totally stupid, I chose not to ignore this event. I realized
how close I had come to dying that night and made a decision to
alter the course of my life. I got involved with my church and the
youth group and managed to survive into adulthood. (a miracle in
itself!)
While God had
successfully altered my path, I still did not really have a personal,
intimate relationship with him until much later.
As an adult, I found it difficult to focus on spiritual things,
with the distraction of family, earning a living and other minor
things like that. Music was still of great importance to me, even
more so that my relationship with God. I could never seem to reconcile
the style of music I enjoyed (ROCK!) with my spiritual walk. I had
been told the entire time I was growing up that my music was "evil"
and I should not be listening to it. Again, I rebelled.
GOD ROCKS!
God sent a man into my life, Wayne
Hinkle, whose passion for rock-n-roll was exceeded only by his
passion for Jesus. He invited me to go to a "Christian"
concert with him that he had tickets to. At first I resisted and
refused to go. But as you will find out if you ever meet Wayne,
the dude is relentless! He finally coerced me into attending the
concert. (he even paid for my ticket).
I went to this concert with a MAJOR attitude. I fully expected to
hear some mamby-pamby sterile music that would bore me to death.
I asked Wayne who we would be seeing and he informed me that Mylon
LeFevre was to perform and speak. Being an avid Atlanta Rhythm Section
fan (Mylon used to sing lead for them) my curiosity was piqued.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
We arrived at the auditorium early and found our seats. The PA and
lighting system did not seem lame so I felt a little better, but
still expected to be bored out of my skull. The lights finally dimmed
and the band was introduced:
"Ladies
and Gentlemen, Mylon Lefevre and Broken Heart!"
The concert began, and I WAS STUNNED! Mylon ROCKED the house!! No
compromise, gut-wrenching rock-n-roll. I could not believe my ears.
There was no way this was a "Christian" concert!
However, as I listened, the message in the songs began to pierce
my heart in a way that no pastor had ever before been able to do.
During a break in the music, Mylon began to speak about having
a relationship with God. About getting to know God. The
Holy Spirit moved over me as Mylon spoke and just broke me. It finally
clicked and everything that I had been taught and had read about
God and Jesus, just made sense! I feel like I really met God on
a personal level for the first time that night. God has continued
to work on me, chipping away at the things in my life that interfere
with my daily walk with Him. God demands to be the number one priority
in my life and as I grow closer to Him, it is also my desire that
He be totally in control of everything that I do!
After The
Music Stops -
My music and my life are now dedicated to God. I praise God for
ministries like Mylon & Broken Heart that spoke my language
of music but also spoke of God. This powerful combination finally
broke through to my spirit where none other had gone before.
If you are reading this and wonder why a seemingly rational man
would be so head-over-heels in love with Jesus, let me fill you
in: He changed my life, and he will change yours too!
If you want to experience that same power in your life, all you
have to do is pray and ask God to save you. Ask Him to forgive
you for your sins, and accept the fact that Jesus came to earth
and died for you. Believe the fact that Jesus rose from the
dead on the third day. If you pray this prayer, God will save you,
and you will experience a life changing relationship with God.
The gift of salvation cannot be purchased. It is freely given by
a God who loves you and wants to save you. Don't fall into the same
trap I did and let others keep you from accepting Jesus as your
Savior and having a personal, intimate relationship with Him.
Until you
experience a relationship with Jesus, you haven't experienced GOD!
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