Gut-Level Doubt (1 of 5)
Series: Gut-Level Worship
Dave Gustavsen
Psalm 73
It was my junior year of college and I was at a large Christian conference that was being held at a hotel, I think it was in Philadelphia. So I was there with hundreds of other college students from the East Coast. And the girl that I had been dating was also there. She traveled with some of her friends to come to this conference. And I remember one evening sitting in the hallway of this hotel, with this special girl. But it was not a happy time. We were having troubles in our relationship. And we were in a heated debate about something. I can't even remember what it was; I just remember I was right. And she was wrong. But she didn't see it that way.
And just then, one of my college buddies came up to us. And he had his guitar. And he sat down next to us and started playing some happy, cheerful song. And he and I used to play guitar and sing together, so he wanted me to kick in some harmony. And frankly, it was just not a good time. So I just gave him this look, you know. And he got the message, and he ended the song very abruptly, and kind of slunk down the hall. So we could continue our little chat.
And this past week I was thinking about this new series we're starting, and I remembered that moment (and by the way, that girl is now my wife, so she finally admitted I was right), but it reminded me that there are times in life when you're just not in the mood for happy, fun songs. There's this great Proverb-Proverbs 25:20-that says this: Like one who takes away a garment on a cold day, or like vinegar poured on soda, is one who sings songs to a heavy heart. And that's how I felt that day in the hallway of the hotel-singing a happy song to me at that moment was like yanking away my coat on a cold day. It just didn't fit-it was just wrong. And if I had joined in and sung, it would have actually been phony.
So why am I talking about this? Well, we're starting a series today on ...
Series: Gut-Level Worship
Dave Gustavsen
Psalm 73
It was my junior year of college and I was at a large Christian conference that was being held at a hotel, I think it was in Philadelphia. So I was there with hundreds of other college students from the East Coast. And the girl that I had been dating was also there. She traveled with some of her friends to come to this conference. And I remember one evening sitting in the hallway of this hotel, with this special girl. But it was not a happy time. We were having troubles in our relationship. And we were in a heated debate about something. I can't even remember what it was; I just remember I was right. And she was wrong. But she didn't see it that way.
And just then, one of my college buddies came up to us. And he had his guitar. And he sat down next to us and started playing some happy, cheerful song. And he and I used to play guitar and sing together, so he wanted me to kick in some harmony. And frankly, it was just not a good time. So I just gave him this look, you know. And he got the message, and he ended the song very abruptly, and kind of slunk down the hall. So we could continue our little chat.
And this past week I was thinking about this new series we're starting, and I remembered that moment (and by the way, that girl is now my wife, so she finally admitted I was right), but it reminded me that there are times in life when you're just not in the mood for happy, fun songs. There's this great Proverb-Proverbs 25:20-that says this: Like one who takes away a garment on a cold day, or like vinegar poured on soda, is one who sings songs to a heavy heart. And that's how I felt that day in the hallway of the hotel-singing a happy song to me at that moment was like yanking away my coat on a cold day. It just didn't fit-it was just wrong. And if I had joined in and sung, it would have actually been phony.
So why am I talking about this? Well, we're starting a series today on ...
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