Did anybody else have 1 Corinthians 14:8 pop into their head about six measures into this?
On a side note, I’d bet a shiny nickle that the substitution of “God” for “He” in the title is an intentional effort to be anti-CCM.
For the uninitiated, one of the big complaints about contemporary songs is that they often use pronouns instead of names for God, leaving the object of the song ambiguous. As one person put it: “We could be just as easily be singing about Satan.”
And really, with all those drums and guitars and sliding tones it’s actually pretty likely that Satan is in the mix somewhere.
This is quite possibly the best hymn ever written.
No, seriously. You just have to marvel that somebody took the time to not only do this but to do it in four part harmony being sure to stop before the last word for a “striking effect.” It certainly struck me.
Those who have spent time at the Bill Rice Ranch will likely remember this one. Unfortunately, an audio version seems to be almost nonexistent on the Internet.
This song has a lot of nostalgia for me because it was so often rolled out during the missions conferences my family attended.
As an inside joke some missionary wrote these alternate lyrics about the “weird food” stories experienced by most missionaries at some point:
Be a missionary every day
Go and eat whatever comes your way
If it’s ants in your corn chip
Or roaches in your pop
Hey, don’t let it bug you
Just eat it ’till you drop so…
Be a missionary every day
If it stinks just eat it anyway!
It may be warm and fuzzy
And sometimes it still moves but:
You don’t need a skillet,
Chew until you kill it!
Be a missionary today!
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