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The Love of God

The Love of God
By: Rich Mullins

There’s a wideness in God’s mercy
I cannot find in my own
And He keeps His fire burning
To melt this heart of stone
Keeps me aching with a yearning
Keeps me glad to have been caught
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God

Now I’ve seen no band of angels
But I’ve heard the soldiers’ songs
Love hangs over them like a banner
Love within them leads them on
To the battle on the journey
And it’s never gonna stop
Ever widening their mercies
And the fury of His love

Oh the love of God
And oh the love of God
The love of God

Joy and sorrow are this ocean
And in their every ebb and flow
Now the Lord a door has opened
That all Hell could never close
Here I’m tested and made worthy
Tossed about but lifted up
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God

Bumping into Authenticity

mullins2There’s something raw and bold about meeting someone who is authentic. Someone that doesn’t pretend or present something to the outside world that is different on the inside. It’s rare, really.

I bumped into this type of authenticity as a new college graduate.  There was an amazing singer/songwriter that I admired. I loved his lyrics. A true poet. He happened to be singing at my church, so I went. There are so many things I do not remember about that night, but I do remember he was barefoot (which was apparently normal for him). I also remember him walking off the stage quietly while we were singing Awesome God…and never coming back. My thoughts after the concert were – He wasn’t in this thing for glory. He wasn’t in it to look good. He didn’t care what others thought. I wanted that.

Looking back, I wonder what the Christian labels thought of him. He did not fit the “Christian” mold. Wasn’t even remotely mainstream. He was not polished. He didn’t wear the clothes you would expect from a “star”.  He spoke freely. A real person struggling through life. Struggling with alcohol and addictions and depression. Normal.

During an interview, a radio host was asking him what type of music he liked to listen to. His response? “I like silence.” He is also quoted as saying, “The thing I like most about the Bible are all the weirdos in it. I think the Bible is just packed with them.”

And that was the person of Rich Mullins.

Someone that went against the norm. A bit edgy for some, but appealing to a young college girl looking for her way in the world. Someone that was just learning that the world could be cruel and hard and was doubting some things about her faith.

I remember the song about the wideness in God’s mercy.  It wasn’t one of his favorites (he says on stage), but the truth is piercing. This concert shows his authenticity, even forgetting (or thinking he was forgetting) the words – The Love of God.

My all-time favorite song, though, is The Color Green. To this day, I turn it up in the car and sing at the top of my lungs.  It’s healing.

Rich died at age 41 in a car accident. I remember hearing about it on the radio and crying. A sad day for many.

Today I remember Rich Mullins and am thankful God allowed me to bump into his authenticity so many years ago.

Today (10/21/14) would have been his 59th birthday.

Long Hair, Rock and Roll, and Love

notesSo, let me see… I left off at long hair. Did you miss it? Read it here to get caught up.

Fast forward from the initial “Oh my God I love him” camp experience. If you recall, *Justin mentioned he led worship at a Sunday School at Second Baptist Church.

Low and behold… I started going there full time. Yes, I did. I put myself anywhere and everywhere I thought he would be. Seeing him was no coincidence. I was deliberate. Even “good girls” know how to get someone’s attention if they really want it. And I wanted it.

I even joined the very Sunday School class he was part of. My reason was, of course, to be around Justin. The collateral was that I made some really great friends. In fact, it was the first time in my life to be in an all-girl accountability group. Those girl ROCKED (and still do!). It was my first time being with a group of girls because I had mostly guy friends. I liked it that way because I didn’t want to deal with girl drama. I’m not that girl. Avoiding drama at all costs is part of my DNA. Anyway, we all went on a trip to Colorado and hiked up Longs Peak (on a whim… ok, we were YOUNG and didn’t know people actually train for this sort of thing). While hiking we all memorized Philippians Chapter 4. My first time to memorize that amount of scripture. The whole trip is as clear as day in my mind – it was THAT fabulous.

Oh yeah… back to the boy.

Three weeks after meeting him Justin called to ask me on a date. My heart still jumps thinking about that call. My heart was pounding and I was literally hoping up and down… all the while trying to sound calm. Fortunately, I lived alone at that time so no one saw how crazy I was while talking. That night I could not sleep from all the excitement. The boy noticed me. The beginning of a very good fairy tale.

Our first date was awesome awkward. He may not have felt awkward but I did. Mainly because I wanted him to like me and I was afraid that after going out with me he would realize I’m not a “party girl” and move on.

I mean, come on, he was a singer. A really good one! He had long hair. He had the most gorgeous blue eyes you’ve ever seen. He knew bands I’d never heard of. He made me laugh. He drove me to places in Houston I’d never seen. He was spontaneous and a little rebellious. He was unconventional. He was edgy. But most importantly, he was a Christian. Someone seeking God’s will and that attracted me more than anything else.

I, on the other hand, was the “good girl”. Very naive. Kinda vanilla, if you will. I wouldn’t stand out in a crowd because I’m a good blender. Granted, I liked myself (and still do). I just knew my standards. And honestly, I knew how picky I was when it came to guys. I was willing to wait and wasn’t willing to settle.

But… he captured my attention and I was wanting to capture his.