Looking for a Savior

Last night Courtney and I went to see probably my favorite band in the world, Dredg. I will say up front that they did not disappoint. These dudes are so freakin talented

This song is one of their new ones that will be released with their new record this summer. I didn't pay as much attention in the past as I did last night to their lyrics. It is quite apparent that Gavin (singer) is searching for something. I would say he is Agnostic, but I have not actually asked him.

Some pics from last night: The Masquerade

Now, here is what has me baffled. During the show, there were people raising their hands, closing their eyes, and shouting out to the guys, "I love you!" Here is a question for us Christians out there... When was the last time you shouted at the top of your lungs, "I love you, Jesus!" Or when is the last time you closed your eyes and lifted your hands to Him? We will so readily do it at shows, but what about in our worship gatherings? Just something to think about. We were created to worship something... but what are you choosing to project that worship towards?

Dredg

Court and I went to see one of my favorite bands on Saturday night- Dredg. I would have to say that they were amazing as always, but something interesting comes to mind. There were hundreds of people raising their hands, banging their heads, and jumping up and down for this band. Some people would close their eyes and just sway back and forth to the rhythm of the songs. I would say there is nothing wrong with that, but there is...I think God should get some of that "worship."

If I compare Saturday night to Sunday morning it makes me cringe. I recall seeing some hands in the air on Sunday, but very few. I also recall a few people closing their eyes, but very few. What's the deal?

I know that I get pumped about college football (except when Georgia gets raped). You see thousands of fans in the stands shouting, throwing up their hands for HOURS on end. But how many of those die hard fans that are Christians do the same for Jesus on Sunday mornings? 

Just something to think about the next time you are at a concert and you want to put your hand in the air... why are you doing that? Maybe something to think about the next time you exclaim loudly when your team scores a touchdown... why are you doing that? What's so great about man that we praise him more than our Creator? Where is the fear?