A friend recently made me a CD. He consistently does so – inviting me to music I wouldn’t otherwise know about. This week, in the midst of multiple genres that were expertly mixed, came a rap tune. It’s not my first inclination in musical choice, but every once in a while it’s just the sound I need. It matches my mood, somehow.
And that got me to thinking: it used to be, in my long-ago past, that Christian music was what I searched for to match my mood. I had this need to find lyrics that would tell me everything was going to be OK, or that I was still OK, or that there was still hope for me, or that I was worth being loved, or, or, or…Aaaaugh! My intent is not to slam Christian music in any way; rather, it’s a commentary on how much has changed for me, how much differently I think and believe, and bottom line: what offers me meaning. I no longer search for some “message” to help me know that all is well. That’s within me. That’s mine to determine, name, claim. ‘Just not searching much at all, I guess. Feeling more and more at home, more me…out-loud, renegade-like, whole. And because of such, maybe that’s one reason why, from time to time, rap feels more like a fit.
This Sunday, a day in which, years-past, I would be listening to hymns, I’m listening to Dmx. Not your average hymn. Not your average Sunday music. But then, average is not something to which I aspire…nor, if I were to be theological about it, is it what God wants or invites either. So – in the spirit of uniqueness, individualism, strength, and out-there living, check this out. (Sorry, I can’t embed the video itself…just click on the link and you’ll be able to see it directly at YouTube.)
In the world of hymns – their significance, their intent, their deeper meaning – I think this qualifies. And you can dance to it!
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