It helps to laugh at yourself sometimes.
In my early years as a Christian I struggled with anger and was generally kind of down. My headphones were on and Nirvana was blasting into my brain.
And then Philippians 4:8 came to mind:
“Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is worthy of respect, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if something is excellent or praiseworthy, think about these things.”
I took off the headphones, grabbed all of my secular music, and tossed it into the trash can. While I can’t say this for all of my music at the time, most of it–including Nirvana–fed my anger instead of relieving it. In other words, I viewed music in terms of its affect on my spirit. Add a conservative church that supported such a move into the mix, and you have my personal views on music for about eight years of my life.
About four years ago I began lightening up. And now I laugh at myself. I laugh because I was so naive to think secular music = bad and Christian music = good. There are such things as good and bad music, but these things can be found in both camps. I still believe that we should not knowingly pollute our minds with music that has ridiculously violent or sexually explicit lyrics, but the line between what’s acceptable and what is not has become gray in my estimation.
Today I listen to David Crowder and Neal Morse, but I have also added Johnny Cash and U2: two artists I would have never listened to five years ago. And that goes especially for U2 (In my opinion Bono is an acquired taste).
And now I’ll leave the rest open for comments. : )