Christian Educators' Journal

I consider Rap or Hip-Hop as prophetic; it is that music in which a person keeps on talking not necessarily in tune with the music! I think that such music is a sign of loneliness. People interact more with machines these days than amonst themselves and this trend seems to be increasing with time. I like to listen to old rock music that I liked when I was younger, since the lyrics are not drowned in loud digital “music!” Yes now I also like to watch music videos, more for there visual content than for music. Religious music is good for those who like to worship communally. Frankly, I have lost taste for such worship, and my own silent prayers are my only fellowship, with Divinity. Anyhow my notion of fellowship is not confined to worship alone, but in interacting positively with who ever one may come across!

Well, I want to write a poem to this title –first off.
Don’t know if I have, as yet, experienced the prophetic in music. […or maybe I missed it?]
I don’t often listen to stuff over & over endlessly . However, having said that, U2’s new one: No Line on the Horizon has been an experience for me. It effects my writing, has improved my mood on more than one occasion, & has been used in many different ways in my life since it’s release.
So many reasons. The ones above, for starters. Some lines jump out at me from different songs. “…spinning off the subway, through the stations of the cross, every eye looking every other way, counting down till the pain will stop…” from Moment of Surrender, is just haunting.
I find myself praying part of “Breathe”. “…every day I, have to find the courage to walk out, into the street, with arms out, to people you meet…”
Appreciating the love of community in “Get on Your Boots” “…here’s where we gotta be, love & community, laughter is eternity, if joy is real…”
Harkening back to Bruce Cockburn in “I’ll go crazy if I don’t go crazy tonight” “…listen for me, I’ll be shoutin’, we’ll shout into the darkness, squeeze out sparks of light…”
Which, for me, the disc has been an instrument of this very line.
The need to stop thinking I help God do anything. [I wonder often, lately, if I’m really not just a glorified witness of what God himself is doing. You know “He was amazing, I know, I was there, I saw it happen.”]
Said quite well in “Stand Up Comedy” “…gotta stand up, for hope, faith, love, & while I’m getting’ over certainty, stop helpin’ God across the road, like a little old lady…”
There are many other moments, but I should be signing off for now.
[still thinkin’ about a poem for that title…]