Country Music

Written July 15, 2010 8:17 pm

When I first came to college, there were two genres of music that I couldn't stand.
Country and Christian.
That probably had something to do with the fact that my family extremely disliked them.

Looking back, it's crazy to see who I was, 4 years ago, as an 18-year old girl stepping onto campus. And how much I've changed. Or should I say, how much God has changed me.
It's not my doing, at all, that I am where I am today, about to embark on the first year of the ministry God has called me to do.

When I came to college, I began to realize what I liked, not what my parents liked;
how I wanted to live, not how my parents wanted me to live.

And somewhere in the process of figuring all this out, through my strugge to please them, He found me.

It is not anything I did; He has chosen me, set me apart, and knew me before I was even born.

When I listen to country music, it gently tugs at my heart, reminding me of who I was.

How I used to dislike it.
A lot.
How I couldn't understand how anyone could want to listen to it, much less enjoy it.
It was something I had "suffer" through on car rides...

Similar to my views on Christianity...

Country music helps paint a picture of how He's pursed me and romanced me.
I am loved.

Country music triggers the memory of where I used to be, and remembering that it is He who chose me and changed my heart.
I am humbled.

Country music awakens me to the reality that I am a new creation; the old has gone the new has come!
I am forgiven.

In reality, it's all Him. He has done all this and more.
I'm just amazed what He uses to remind me.

Like Country Music.