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Ears & Lyrics

Have you ever really liked a song and when you heard it come on the radio you busted out with your air guitar and your almost perfect shower singing voice... melodically shouting, say, "ANIMAL" to that Def Leppard song...and then... you realized everyone around you was giggling while staring at you? Was it your moves? Were you a little off-key? Nope... well, maybe, but that wasn't why they were laughing. There is always that one friend who has to stand up and loudly tell you... THOSE AREN'T THE RIGHT WORDS! BAHAHAHA! IT'S PANAMA, NOT ANIMAL!

<head down, place tail between legs, please>

After the slight humiliation wears off, we start thinking...well, what are the words, then!?

I've done this SO many times and I know some friends who have, too. So, just for laughs, I figured Id share. 

Angel of the Morning by Juice Newton. 
       Correct: Just call me angel of the morning, angel
                        Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby. 
       My version: Just call me angel of the morning, angel
                        Just brush my teeth before you leave me, baby.

Really? I shake my head every time I hear that song. 

And also when I was a kid... Flashdance... I used to think that was such a dirty song! 

       Correct: Just take your passion and make it happen

       My version: Just take your pants down and make it happen

Again, I shake my head.

My very close friend, Amy, used to sing this one... I cant hear it without thinking of her: New Kids on the Block, Hangin Tough

       Correct: Hangin Tough, Hangin Tough

       Amy's version: Standin' tall, standin' tall

It wasnt always while I was younger, either. Imagine Dragons, Radioactive...

      Correct: Radioactive, radioactive.

      My version: Ready to rock you, ready to rock you.

And most recently -- Stars Go Dim, You are Loved.

      Correct: Just look up, know you are loved. 

      My version: Just a cup of your love... 

I mean, most just don't make sense. And let's leave any possibility of Freudian slips alone, please. We think we hear what we hear and we sing it and as long as it flows and the melody makes us feel good... who cares if we don't have the words right, right!? RIGHT!? 

But what if that message in the song was important and we just didn't take the time to hear it correctly? Should we have looked up the lyrics to make sure we are singing exactly what we are supposed be singing so that we were hearing and delivering the correct message? 

A song isn't as important as God, but what if we slack in everyday menial things and it leads us to be faulty in what really matters? What if we aren't taking the time to hear God clearly, either? After all, Romans 10:17 says Faith comes from hearing the message... 

I recently heard Joyce Meyer say that when we choose not to listen to God about one area of our life, it may make it hard for us to hear him in other areas. In other words, we don't get to hear what we want to and tune out what we don't. When God speaks, you listen. Intently and purposefully. End of story. Remember -- he knows better than you what your future holds. Sometimes we have to go through something or do something we do not like in order to get there or in order to grow. 

But if we don't listen with open ears, how will we ever know? 

John 5:30 says I can do nothing on my own. As I hear, I judge, and my judgment is just, because I seek not my own will but the will of him who sent me.

Oh, no! What if you heard wrong because you didn't take the time to be diligent in your listening? "As I hear, I judge..." And you heard wrong? This can't be good, can it? This verse is telling us that Christ's judgment (as it was communicated) must be just because it is God's will. See the importance of getting the message straight? 

Just wanted to give you something to think about next time you sing along to a song, play operator with your kids, or, well, if you get a message from the big guy. Make sure you are attentive and careful with what you hear. You never know just how significant it can be!


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