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I've been latched unto the rollercoaster of music, it took me through highs and lows. My iTunes playlist that I called "My Jamz" (yes, with a "Z") was compiled from music of the stars- in my eyes back then- with the likes of Aerosmith, Regina Spektor, Chris Brown, Enriqué Iglesias, ColdPlay, Adele, Beyoncé and Linkin Park.

It may seem like some variety, swimming across the spectrum of musical genres, but all seemed to own a special key to my mind, unlocking my emotions of laughter, tears and the most dreaded "release yourself" , where I try to bust a move, combining the creepwalk with the butterfly dance and the running man. That was a shambles.

What I'm getting at here, as I quickly pull out from your imagination visions of me trying to dance, is that these artists and musicians have a way of combining sounds to accompany their lyrics, sending message to our subconscious, and our minds intepret these wave signals to dance, sing-along, or just become mushy as we share in the sentiment of their stories.

They do have to be wise in their music production, if they want to make records sell they must sing about something you are interested in listening to. Even as in these days, songs are made more of electronic-matrixy-computerised sounds than lyrics, artists must still know what pleases your ears.

Therein lies the fact, they know how to control us; our feelings, our actions. They know what could make us happy, what could make us sad, what could make us think deeply about our lives and what could make us long for a companion, what could make people think about sex, drugs, murder and hate, what could make us think about love.

Well, the good thing is that our hearts can be guarded securely by making their songs just mere sounds to our ears. For example, if you find that Adele's "Someone Like You" brings emotions and hurting memories of the ex who constantly tweets about his new amazing girl, you could wave them off before they get even deeper to uncover healing wounds from your break up. That will make you stronger. Or better still, avoid the song and find something less melancholic and more spiritually uplifting.

Bottom line- Music is powerful. If it moves our God, it will surely swing us also. Good music can move our hearts to love, bad music can entice us to sin, Gospel music can move us to love God, and music in worship can touch the heart of our God.

Whatever it is, it affects us. So what pulls your strings?




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  1. God's music pulls my string, moved by d words being spoken, to him, about him, or a message of his love jst makes me glad. I love d message in this blog, jst as music it has made me wanna hear mre of 1 genre of music...'God's music'God's music pulls my string, moved by d words being spoken, to him, about him, or a message of his love jst makes me glad. I love d message in this blog, jst as music it has made me wanna hear mre of 1 genre of music...'God's music'

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  2. Sooo true! Like I keep saying its funny how love songs actually end up making you feel so unloved because the lyrics make you so aware of how the love that is being described is absent in your own life. Music is powerful! I have found that for every worldly song that steers up a positive emotion in me, I can find a gospel song (based on God's word) that steers the same emotion even to a more intense level. The best part is, its based on God's word which never passes away so when the emotion fades away, God's word and its message has been etched on my heart for ever. And like a bank, building up these messages in my heart from many many gospel songs provides me with a reserve from which I can draw in times of need.

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