No Cheese Please

I have found good music to be a must in daily life.  What is good music, what is bad?  How do I come to know the good, and resist the bad?  Does this music push me further toward Christ?  I am tired of the Christian g-rated sappy love songs.  Can music by non-believing, homosexual, pagans be good?  Can music with....dare I say....the F-word be good?  Can music about destroying my enemies and painful loneliness be good?  Short answer: YES.   

I don't come to music with a checklist in my pocket.  I come to see beauty, love, fear, anger, and all of the human emotions that God gave to us.  He is a God of reality, He is real.  In fact, He is true reality personified.  Because this is true we should ask ourselves if our music is telling our story well, or is it just background noise in an uneventful life?  Are we that boring character, or are we interesting and thought provoking?  Are we living and engaging in our world in such a way that music comes naturally as a by-product of our love for God.  Does the music you listen to make you consider angels crying out to God.......and what does that sound like?  Does your music painfully remind you of that sin for which you need to seek forgiveness?  Does your music drip with grace, the kind of grace that brought back Lazarus from the dead, and not the kind that tells you to sit up straight and mind your manners?  There is much to consider when it comes to music, but for now I will end with this song.  Mumford & Sons wrote the tune, I merely pasted their lyrics

: : Sigh No More: :
Serve God love me and men
This is not the end
Lived unbruised we are friends
And I'm sorry
I'm sorry

Sigh no more, no more
One ? one unsure
My heart was never pure
And you know me
And you know me

And man is a giddy thing
Oh man is a giddy thing
Oh man is a giddy thing
Oh man is a giddy thing

Love that will not betray you, dismay or enslave you,
It will set you free
Be more like the man you were made to be.
There is a design,
An alignment to cry,
At my heart you see,
The beauty of love as it was made to be