Hey hey hey!
Today has been a fun day. As at this time I write, it’s been eventful.
I had the opportunity to be on TV for the first time on a book review show to talk about LETTERS TO OUR FATHERS. Can I just chip in here that God’s word is true! I didn’t ask for this, didn’t corner corner to get the book on TV, but God put it there Himself at His time…
Anyway, I didn’t iron before bed yesterday (but I had time to watch all @iamgenetics YouTube videos on ‘The wait is over’ till past 12am; sigh). I woke early, slept back and rushed out of the house. Thankfully, I got to Rave Tv before time.
But something happened after I got to work that I want to share with you. And I want to know what you think o.
My immediate boss and I (and two others) had to go get something for the office and on our way back, the taxify driver had on music. Trash music actually.
The thing was loud and was giving me headache but I didn’t say anything for a while. Then the volume increased while I was talking with my boss and we asked that it be reduced or turned off.
He took the reduce option because the person in the front seat was the one listening to it with his phone. Then the driver said he had left the music because of the guy; since we were 3 women and 1 man.
I quickly chipped in that our opinions were valid too and after a while, he turned it off.
Before that though, the song that was playing was just making my head spin. It was in Yoruba and meant ‘to drag a mad woman’s breast’. That confused me the more because I didn’t understand why anyone would listen and dance to that.
I made my point out loud that I didn’t understand the song. And because I’m particular about art in any form, the lyrics didn’t jell with me. The first, second and third line had nothing in common.
So I asked what the song meant and was told it was some form of ‘owe’ meaning adage. I sha complained that I had to go back to work and I’ll not be able to concentrate if we continued with that song.
It turned to small banter where we shared opinions and the ‘opponent’ said it’s the beat that matters. But I could hear words too…lol.
Guess what really made my day though?
The driver started playing awesome christian songs after he put off that one.
At first I was singing loudly to pepper the guy in front but repented, kept quiet and sang from the right place.
It got me thinking…
Will God want us to speak out loud in such settings?
What do you think about worldly music?
I’m generally an outspoken person and my biggest struggle since I got saved has been taming my tongue.
All kinds of animals, birds, reptiles and sea creatures are being tamed and have been tamed by mankind, but no human being can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse human beings, who have been made in God’s likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this should not be.
James 3:7-10 NIV
So, I can come off as rude when talking to people about stuff like this. But today, I’m glad I spoke up.
I’m a visual person and can easily imagine things so I’m extra careful of stuff I hear and watch biko. Better to pluck my eyes out than let it drag me to hell. Trash music makes me think of trash that doesn’t honour God and there are so many out there these days.
If you were in my shoes, what will you have done differently?
Love and light,