Amen.

Last night I went to the Rock & Worship Road Show down in Tacoma. There were 7 bands! That was a LOT but they plaid it off very well. The main show was Mercyme and they deserved to be. Not because they put on an amazing show, but because they definitely all have hearts to minister the gospel and use the music that they are creating as a tool…a very powerful tool.

Lately, I have been being lied to…a lot. There comes a time when you hear something enough times, even if it’s not true, one begins to believe it is true, and this is devastating to a life because belief is everything. If I were married and someone told my wife that I was having several affairs behind her back even though it wasn’t true it shouldn’t matter because…well the truth is is that it’s a complete lie. However if she BELIEVED that it was true, despite it not being true, our marriage would either be ruined or there would be years worth of turmoil. Belief is everything.

So, when you believe one lie, generally you begin to believe more. And this has been going on in my life for some time now. So much so that my life looks the way I believe it. Sometimes, it feels like there are hundreds of voices screaming in your head that I am pathetic, that I need to give up and go home before I make an even bigger fool of myself. It is generally even uglier than that, but I am going to spare details. Long story short, we dig ourselves into this hole that is impossible for us to get out of on our own.

Last night, I stepped into a place that was obviously going to be filled with the HOLY SPIRIT of our CREATOR GOD. So, what happens? I begin to feel those lies arising. And thick. Almost like the evil one knew where I was going… and like standing up against an abusive father as a young child, he had his way with me.

Now, here comes the part of the story I detest describing in word because one, I am a man with a very small vocabulary and two, you CANNOT explain the presence of our God even if you have the greatest vocabulary of all time. God generally speaks to me through an experience with music…why? I don’t know…that is how He chooses to speak to me. Last night was far more than speaking. Here is my attempt to describe the picture that I was given and what was happening in my heart: God was like a five star trained general, who is passionately in love with his bride, has a hatchet in his right hand and walks into a room full of unarmed young teenage boys raping his wife. Get the picture? The next two minutes is going to be justice at it’s ugliest/ most beautiful.

He cleared the room in my heart…looked me dead in the eyes with passionate tears flowing from His face: “you are worth every breathe of My life”. and when God, the One who breathed the stars into existence, the only opinion that you very quickly realize matters, speaks this…a man is changed. Amen.

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