Gospel Friday Countdown

My childhood and early youth in the 80s and early 90s was the prime time of hair rock.

It shouldn't be a surprise that Whitecross was one of my favorite bands back in the ages.

Since retro is fashionable I thought it was time to take out some old Whitecross songs and try them out.

“Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. But a great artist-a master-and that is what Auguste Rodin was-can look at an old woman, protray her exactly as she is...and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be...and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive, not old and ugly at all, but simply prisoned inside her ruined body. He can make you feel the quiet, endless tragedy that there was never a girl born who ever grew older than eighteen in her heart...no matter what the merciless hours have done to her. Look at her, Ben. Growing old doesn't matter to you and me; we were never meant to be admired-but it does to them.”
― Robert A. Heinlein

I must say they bring back a lot of memories of youth services, mixed tapes and awkward smiles and glances between the sexes.

I can almost remember how the basement of our church smelled when we had our youth meetings there.

And who can remember those nights when no one had time to sleep at youth camps and missions.

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

(Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, NIV)”

Or the girls giggling together in the corner and glancing boys across the room...

The best friends, and first crushes...

We did listen to the teaching, too.

But youth is such a hormonal induced time.

“Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And too often is his gold complexion dimm'd:
And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance or natures changing course untrimm'd;
By thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.”
― William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets

 

There was time for awesome worship and amazing concerts, nights when we sang together to praise the Lord.

Days spent in prayer, searching God's will.

Amongst everythings else, my heart did search God and His love.

“Our lives were just beginning, our favorite moment was right now, our favorite songs were unwritten.”
― Rob Sheffield, Love is a Mix Tape

In George Bernard Shaw's words: Youth is wasted on the young.

5. Simple Man

I am a simple woman and I love the Lord.

I know He'll provide my needs.

Yes, I'm a simple woman and I love the Lord.

His love is everything to me.

4. In The Kingdom

One King, One Crown, One Reign, for ever more.

That's what we're heading for.

We are nation, we belong, let us all stand together, in the Kingdom.

No more darkness, no more night, we are children of the light.

Let us all work together, in the Kingdom.

3. Because of Jesus

A song with real and awesome rock shouting and screaming.

And what would be a hair band without the guitar solo.

I think Whitecross was the master of guitar solos.

2. He is the rock

Another song with the guitar wailing and screaming for mercy.

He is the rock!

On which I stand!

1. No Second Chances

My absolute, all time favorite song from Whitecross.

I have no idea how many times I have listened to this.

There are no second chances, to listen to lies!

 What are your favorite Christian rock bands and song?

Do you have amazing memories of your youth and Christian music?

Share them with all of us!