The Violence of Praise

Been reflecting on the necessity of giving thanks lately.
I know it's not Thanksgiving time or anything, but in any case,
I stumbled upon this blog I wrote a couple years ago.
Thought it worth mentioning.

The Violence of Praise

There is, without a doubt, a serious weapon of the Spirit
that has long laid dormant in our hearts.
One that we may, at any time or place, pick up and wield;
one that every creature of the dark forces fears.
Sadly though, too many of us have never experienced,
or have long forgotten the power of this weapon.
We sit sad and grim, tormented by the demons that wage war against us.
Many of us, unaware of what could be ours if we'd only
stand up and fight, have given in to bitterness and fear,
simply because we have not understood what is being offered us.
"the kingdom of God suffers violence, and violent men take it by force."
(Matthew 11:12)
This weapon is our praise.
An offering of thanks is a hammer that does much violence
to the tyranny of self and greatly cripples the
fierce reign of our own discontent.

I Thessalonians 5:16-18 says simply,
"Be joyful always, pray continually,
give thanks in all circumstances for this is
God's will for your life in Christ Jesus."
Read that again. That's right, you didn't make it up.
The text says flatly,
"Give thanks in ALL circumstances."
All circumstances!
How?
If you're like me, that verse seems to conflict
with a great many instances in your life.
What about when I fall? What about the times
I'm bound in sin? When I doubt?
When I mourn? When I'm hurting?
What if I've done what I know to be wrong,
and it feels treacherous to thank God after
I just got done breaking His heart?

Don't worry, I know the feeling.
I know the objections that inevitably rise in your heart.
Sometimes it's hard, sometimes it's flat near impossible.
Sometimes it feels so fake, so hypocritical.
Remember, truth must bear sway over emotion,
never the other way around. Give thanks. Rejoice.
Praise through the cynicism and the doubt
Praise through the pain.
I know it seems offensive, but isn't that the way the gospel should be?
Our thanksgiving breaks the bonds of death and slits the wrists of our pride.
There is no quicker way to healing than praising the One who has promised to do it.

"If you oh Lord kept a record of sins, oh Lord, who could stand?
But there is forgiveness with you, that you may be feared."
Our sins have been paid for. All of them. Past, present, future,
covered in blood. Do not wallow in regret, stand and lift your hands to Christ.
We give thanks "in Christ Jesus." From the depths of our depravity to the heights
of His holiness, he steps down and dwells in our praise.
He comes to us through the torn veil,
through the sin and narrows of our nature,
through the cross. He has suffered for our sin.
Let us thank Him all of our days, starting with this one.

Arrows of Affection:
I thank you that I am forgiven. (I John 1:9)
I thank you for demonstrating your love for me (Romans 5:8)
I thank you that I am no longer condemned (Romans 8:1)
I thank you that nothing will ever separate me from your love (Romans 8:38,39)
I thank you that you work even my mistakes into good (Romans 8:28)
I thank you that I am pardoned, healed, redeemed from the pit,
crowned with compassion, and satisfied (Psalm 103:1-5)
I thank you for showing me what love is (I John 3:16)
I thank you for offering me rest from works (Hebrews 4:10)
I thank you for being better than anything you've made (Philippians 3:8)
I thank you for peace (Isaiah 26:3)
I thank you for calling me precious (Isaiah 43:4)
I thank you for tasting good (Psalm 34:8)
I thank you for the hope of heaven
I thank you for giving me what I need, not necessarily what I want
Thank you for loving me.
Thank you for finding me
Thank you for hearing me
Thank you for healing me
Thank you for saving me
On and on and on....

Currently listening : The Seldom Seen Kid By Elbow Release date: 2008-04-22

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Suffering, Chipotle, and other matters

Hey friends,
quite a few days we've just had on the ol Tenth ave front.
Nashville, Texas, Pennsylvania. All in 36 hours.
We had some festival playing, delayed flights,
crazy sound checks, and we even had one bona-fide
drive through the night.
You never know what you're gonna get on the road.
That is for sure.

But the thing that really made my weekend, wasn't big crowds or
sleepless nights, (imagine that)
it was listening to our friend Marc give a message on suffering
Sunday morning to his Dallas, Pennsylvania congregation.
Now, I was still severely sleep-deprived at the time, so maybe
that's why it resonated with me so acutely, but his message
was so well-timed and well delivered that it struck me perfectly in the chest,
shaking me free from my drooping eye-lids and slouching shoulders.
Marc's sermon centered on Paul and all that he went through for the gospel's sake.
We're talking lashes, beatings, stonings, shipwrecks, snake bites, prison time,
zero sleep time, going hungry, going thirsty, going crazy, all for
the chance to preach the gospel. (see 2 Cor 11)
The beautiful precious gospel, that "He who knew no sin,
became sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God." (2Cor5.21)

Let me just say that I needed to hear it.
Just 24 hours before hand, I was throwing a tantrum because
we didn't get to stop at Chipotle! I mean, how sad is that?
When our flight was delayed I only moaned and complained
and acted like the world was ending.
Not exactly what I would call, a Christ-exalting demeanor.
Where's my brain?
Do I see suffering like Paul did?
As a chance to know Christ more intimately,
or do I only look at it as a chance to gain people's sympathy?
Do you know that Paul saw it as a gift?
He actually saw it as something to rejoice over!
Romans 8 says, "for your sake we are being killed all the day long."

Say what Paul?
For God's name sake we are being killed?
What the world?
How does that work?
Wouldn't God be better glorified if He saved us from being killed?
Surely God doesn't want us to suffer....does He?

Well, I think Paul would say, that if we don't suffer,
if all we have is comfort and ease and prosperity, then
the world will not see anything supernatural in our lives at all.
If our lives were perfect, than how would anyone know
we're really worshipping the giver and not just the gifts?
In fact, I think it is only when we are killed,
when we are bruised, beat, and bleeding,
that people can really begin to see Christ in us.
If we praise God when all is well, that is one thing,
but if we say that God is good when all has gone wrong,
well, that's something different entirely.

In any case,
we had a long long weekend, and
things didn't go exactly as planned.
To put it mildly.
I didn't get as much sleep as I wanted,
I didn't get the food that I was craving,
I didn't really get the sympathy that I was seeking either,
but what I did get was a chance to know Christ a little bit better.
Granted, my suffering is laughable to say the least when compared
to the cross, but the point remains.
The last few days I was convicted anew that giving thanks to God
in the midst of my pain unleashes the beauty of God for all to see.
Perhaps better than anything else in all the world.
May God give us all eyes to see.

"Be joyful always. Give thanks in all circumstances,
for this is God's will for your life in Christ Jesus." (I Thess 5:16-18)

Currently reading : Searching for God Knows What By Donald Miller

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Another one of Jeff’s Guitars
Current mood: confused
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural

Hey guys,
Selling another guitar.
Epiphone Sheraton with LINDY FRALIN pickups, switchcraft input jack and a nice bone nut.
This thing plays reeeeeeal nice.
750.00 plus shipping.
Myspace me if you're interested!
myspace.com/jeffowen
thanks!

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Let’s Talk About Sex Baby

This past month,
we as a band, had the privilege of speaking at a "girls only" time
at a Student Venture Getaway. Two Getaways actually.
One in Myrtle Beach, and the other in Colorado.
It was a bit unnerving at first,
all these girls staring at you, waiting to see what you're going to say,
waiting for you to affirm who they can date and what they can wear.
Scary, to say the least.
Now, I think we all had our share of verbal mishaps during the discussion,
but I feel like after a few minutes, the band as a whole became
more and more comfortable, and really, "came into their own," so to speak.

We covered a lot of thoughts and opinions on sex and dating, and
how far is too far? You know, all the good stuff, and
we also received a fair amount of feedback from a lot of you guys.
It's terribly interesting material, and I feel like we only had time
to merely touch on, a lot of the major topics.
Therefore, I thought that it could be beneficial for us all to at least
post some of these thoughts and feelings, and at least maybe get a
conversation going between us and all of you.
There will be several posts coming in the near future,
but I thought that the topic of lust ought to be the first thing to address,
seeing as how, many other thoughts will inevitably springboard from it.
So, having said all that, here you go:

First.
What is lust?
What should a girl be allowed to wear?
and do guys really lust after them all the time?

Well, in answer to guys lusting, the answer is:
unfortunately, yes...almost all the time.
Sad.
True.
Guys lust after girls, and this indeed is a great tragedy that has fallen
upon mankind, ever since the beginning.
Adam and Eve were once, "naked and unashamed."
They had no fear of being objectified, or more importantly,
"separated," by the opposite sex.
Now, what do I mean by "separated," you might ask?
Well, by "separated," I simply mean, that once sin entered the garden,
suddenly, and assuredly, the opportunity was now made available
for Adam to look at Eve's body, apart from her soul, and use it for his own pleasure.
This is the tragedy of lust.
Eve, separated in Adam's mind, could now be viewed at his own leisure,
and for his own desires. He could now, "use" Eve.
In other words, before the fall, the reason Adam and Eve could be naked
and feel no shame, was because there wasn't even the possibility to be used
by another person. Adam could only see Eve as whole; body and spirit, and
conversely, Eve could only see Adam as whole.
They could never receive pleasure from one another, without first,
giving all of themselves away in the same act.
Love and sex, was a losing oneself and gaining the other in the same moment.
They were "naked and unashamed," and it was beautiful. Innocent. Virginal.

However, the introduction of sin, made the separation of body and soul
available to humans for the first time. The ability to get pleasure from
solely "looking" at a human body was now entering the picture.
So, the reason that lust is so shameful and so destructive, is that,
in essence, you can now turn a "her" into an "it."
She's no longer a person, with aspirations and dreams and a personality,
no, now she's just a picture, she's just an object,
she's merely an "it," for the guy to do with as he so pleases.
This is tragic. This is shameful. This is what we are all guilty of.

There is no sacrifice in lust. There is no giving of oneself away to another.
There is no offering the whole of one's self, to the whole of someone else.
No. There is only self-seeking. There is only objectification.
There is only separation.
That's why we wear clothes now, to specifically cover those areas
which may possibly be used for another's gratification, apart from our soul.

So ladies,
if this is true,
then you must always ask yourself, "is the part of my body that I'm showing
at the moment, a part of my body that a guy could be using for his own pleasure?"
"is this a part of my body that a guy could use without ever really knowing me?"
A good way to figure that out is to ask yourself, "would I be comfortable with
a stranger touching me here?"
Because, sadly, most guys, being visual creatures,
and in the wake of the fall, being sinful creatures,
well, most guys will touch in their mind,
whatever part of a girl's body that they can see.

Ladies,
in one sense, it is definitely not your fault at all that guys will do this.
Men are indeed responsible for their own lusts, and should at all costs,
take their thoughts captive to never use a girl's body for their own pleasure,
but still, men could really use your help.
A simple way for a girl to help is this:
when you get dressed, let your thoughts be,
"how much can I help my brothers out?"
"How much can I preserve the unification of my body with my soul?"
and let your thoughts not be, "what do I think looks cute?"
Granted, there's nothing wrong with fashion and looking good,
but always be mindful that the destruction of a brother's purity is often times,
hanging in the balance, every day, every time you get dressed.
I hope your soul feels the weight of that.
You play a role in preserving someone else's purity.
It is a tragedy to be sure, that lust has entered the world,
that the possibility for objectification has prevailed upon us,
but still, let us fight it at all costs.
Never let a "she" become an "it."

And guys, may we not, like the guy in Transformers, ogle a girl's body and think it's love.
It's not. "Love is not self-seeking." Love protects, love longs to restore wholeness.
And you know, that's what the Hebrew word "shalom" actually means. "Whole."
Let our desire as men be to bring back together what sin has separated.
To bring wholeness, where sin has caused separation.
Women are more than pictures on a screen.
They are more than objects for our gratification.
They are children of the most high God.
Designed in his image, to display his glory.
Feel the weight of the destruction of lust.

And women, let us not agree with the girl in Transformers when she says,
"I'm just a sucker for big arms and tight abs.....do you think I'm shallow?"
Men too, are more than just a body to hold you close and make you feel valuable.
They are more than what you can use them for.
And also, sadly, while some actually like the attention they receive from gawking men,
let me just say, please...please know that you're worth more than that.
You're worth far more than the attention that your body can receive.
You were meant to be loved in truth. In wholeness.

So, let us instead, look deep into the eyes and soul of the opposite sex,
wishing to bring together, soul and body, in one affection, and in one purpose.
To restore the shalom, the wholeness, that was lost at the fall.

And besides, if you attract someone with just your body, guess what?
6 months from now, you'll only hear yourself saying,
"He/she, only wants me for my body, for my face, for my sex.
I want them to want me for me!"
And so do I.
So does God.
But you must first present your whole self to Him, and to others.
Or else separation is just the next logical step.

Now to Him who is able to keep you from falling,
may He guard our hearts and minds until the coming of Christ Jesus.
May God make right what we have made so wrong.

Currently watching : The Incredibles (Two-Disc Collector's Edition) Release date: 2005-03-15

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Festival Season

So this is new.

Eight years we've been doing this band thing, and strange as it might seem to some,
today was our first bona-fide summer festival.
Amazing huh?

Yeah, not really.
But it was fun, and hot. Plenty hot.
And it did get me thinking.
What else is new right?

Festivals.
They're so funny if you think about it.
All these kids and parents and bands and lawn chairs and blankets
and dirt and sweat and sun and sun block and t-shirts and tents
and frozen lemonade and hot dogs and speakers and guitars and
dirt....did I say dirt already?

And you've got all these crazy kids giving out free hugs,
all these emo kids with freshly shaven mohawks
and all these cool "I'm in a band and I want you to know it kids"
with drumsticks in their pockets and chips on their shoulders,
and then you've got all these kids on the stages,
blasting out tunes, licks, and bass, and doing their
best to "Rock the Flock" (as my old southern baptist friend would say)
and get all these kids to foam at the mouth and buy all their merchandise.

"Check out our merch table!"
"Check out or myspace!"
"Check out our new album!"
"SOMEBODY GIVE ME VALIDATION PLEASE!!!!"

It's crazy how badly I want to command everyone to like us.
It's amazing how much I want to be liked.
It's insane how quickly I can become what I hate.

What's going on here really?
Are we really lifting up Jesus or just ourselves.
Is He using us or are we just using Him?
I mean, we played our set, and the whole time I'm worrying that
we're not "entertaining" enough.
What if we're not getting the crowd to jump up and down enough and
lose their minds with emotion and heat stroke?
Would we still be a success?
What is a success and how do you really make disciples?
Why would God say in Amos and Isaiah "I hate your festivals!"
Would he hate our festivals?
Would he approve of what we're doing and how we're rocking
or would He just say, "depart from me I never knew you?

What are we doing anyways?

I don't know.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do with this.
I don't know what the best way to present truth is,
and I don't know how to keep myself from becoming a celebrity.
Because after all, this world doesn't need more celebrities,
it needs Jesus.
But there's the rub.
These days those who bring Jesus get turned into celebrities.
As Francis Chan would say, we make a bigger deal out of the
Pez dispenser than the Pez itself.
Ok, so that's a strange analogy but you get what I mean.
Do we really love Jesus or just the packaging?
Would you love truth as much if it didn't have a blast beat and a hooky chorus?
Would you love Jesus as much if He only came in black and white pages?
No wonder the Israelites wanted a king so badly.
It's like we have to have a golden calf or there can be no worship.

But you know, I don't want us to be a golden calf this summer.
I don't want to make more out of the messenger than the message.
More out of our image than the image of God.
May we always see the stage as a vehicle to someone greater
and not an end in itself.
May the Lord lead us through the festival season.
through the valleys and stadiums of temptation,
and on to rivers of joy.
We want to lift Him up, not us.

Cheers,
MikeD

Currently listening : Viva La Vida By Coldplay Release date: 2008-06-17

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I Wanna Be A Rockstar

Click here to read my first column for CMCentral.com. Hope you enjoy.

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I Don’t Want to be Original

I have decided two things today.
One. I'm not going to read any more cd reviews.
Two. I don't want to be original.

In the realm of music today, it seems like the most coveted possession
in the hands of an artist, and the most prized pay-off in in the pockets
of a music company is to have, "something new."
It is the thing that brings the highest praise, the highest dollar,
and the thing, that if found lacking, brings the highest critique.
Six days after the release of our record, I'm learning that first hand.

After reading a few reviews,
being praised by some and blasted by others I had to take a step
back and ask myself, "man, is our band really original?
Are we saying something new?
Are we even close to being relevant?"
Careful now, too much of that and you might pass out.

However,
after a few moments of contemplation,
a grin swept over my face, and a thought forced its way through the noise.
Truth crept in the back door.
"Hey Mike," said the Bible.
"Yes Salty?" answered the anxious artist,
"There's nothing new under the sun."

Now, in regards to the creativity of our music,
I don't want that to be a cop out or anything,
but it did answer some serious questions.
I mean, come on. Who do we really think we're kidding anyways?
First of all, everything new is really something old, just reconstructed.
Anything that we would praise for being innovative,
would, in actuality, just be some recycled idea from
years before. A ghost of music past, re-wrapped for
a culture who isn't yet familiar.
Secondly, and most importantly,
Jesus is not a song.
He is not a clever lyric, catchy riff, or the freshest hook.

Jesus is the truth.

Now, before you motor on through the rest of this blog,
think about that for a second.
He is THE TRUTH,
which means, truth is not an idea, an art form, or a way of saying something.
Truth is a person.
He is not a genre.  He is not a trend.
He is never something, "new,"
rather, He is the one who makes all things new.
And anyone who is willing to forfeit the person of Christ
for saying something original, will in the end, lose the very thing they
were looking for.  "Love is here, love is now."
It's not waiting in the "next best thing."
It's waiting in the One who made it all.

And besides,
if someone criticizes our album for not saying something "new,"
I can only respond, "good."
If we were saying something new, well then we wouldn't
be saying anything at all. In fact, it's what Paul would call,
"a false gospel."
"But even if we or an angel from heaven
should preach to you a gospel contrary to the one we preached
to you, let him be accursed." (Galatians 1:8)

If we are Christians, and we want to speak the gospel,
then we will undoubtedly sound like a broken record at times.
"This is how we know what love is, Jesus Christ laid down his life...(I John 3:16)
"Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love. (Psalm 90:14)
"if we are faithless, he will remain faithful, for he cannot disown himself." (2 Timothy 2:13)
Yes.  On this record, we are saying things that "you've heard before,"
but that, unfortunately to some, is exactly our goal.

The gospel will never change.
Christ will never change.
Our message will never change.

If something "new" is something relevant,
than I don't want to be relevant.
I want to say something, "old."
I'd rather agree with with the last 2,000 years of saints
than be praised by a few magazine writers.
And if it means preaching the gospel truthfully and accurately,
then I have no problem sounding like the ones who've gone before me.
"Hallelujah for the blood of the Lamb that was slain."
That will forever shame the proud and give confidence to the weak.
He who has ears to hear, let Him hear.
Cheers,
Mike D

Currently reading : Knowing God By J. I. Packer

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The Wedding to End All Weddings

So, I'm married.
Yeah, married. Roll that around on your tongue for a while,
and see how it feels. Crazy huh? I know, I know. It just feels foreign, right?
Like learning another language or something?
Well give it some time and you just might get used to it.
Kind of like wearing a ring. Strange at first, but before you know it, it's part of you.
Of course, wife...well that will still get some getting used to I suppose.
"This is my girlfrie...I mean, my fian....I mean, my wife.
Yes. My wife."

Holy moly.

Just two short weeks ago, I stood at the front of a church,
surrounded by marble and wood, best friends and best wishes,
souls,
bodies,
and spirits,
and became one with another human being.
It truly is a mystery beyond my comprehension,
and is definitely a calling beyond my natural abilities.
But though I may not understand it all just yet,
I know that I will never forget that day for the rest of my life.
I mean, how could I ever forget?
My beautiful bride, all snow and fire and radiance and ivory,
walking toward me into covenant...
the way she glowed, the way her body shone in the sunlight,
the way her eyes caught fire from the truth in her heart
and the sweet vows of promise that she spoke to me,
these are the things that will never be lost from my mind.
Some things you never forget.
Some things you can't forget.
Some things are beyond memory and the ability to articulate.
I suppose this is one of those things.
"Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone."
Something like that right?

It happened on a Sunday.
The sun was shining, the birds were singing,
May 4th embraced us with perfect arms and brilliant skies.
And yeah, we know that Sundays aren't usually standard issue,
but cut us some slack.
When you only have two months to plan,
you're entitled to forgo formalities, and do what you can.

Well, not only did we do what we could,
but God did what He does, namely...
He showered on us massive amounts of grace.
I'm talking, buckets, truck-loads, sky-fulls of beautiful,
cleansing, jubilant grace.
Yeah, jubilant.
I think that's the only word I can use to sum it all up.
The weather, the service, the spirit, in a word....jubilant.

Now, I don't know if you've ever been to a wedding where both fathers crowd-surfed,
or where the groom was thrown ten feet in the air by his groomsmen, or where
the sun itself came and attached itself to the bride, but I never had.
But then, if you came to our wedding, you could have seen all three.
And what you couldn't see with your eyes, you would have felt in your chest.
Like hot chocolate in the frost of February, you could literally feel an increasing sense
of warmth, of approval, and of joy with every new guest that arrived in Nashville.
A celebration that what was happening was not orchestrated by
mere human invention or story-book romance, but rather, was written by the very hand of God.
It was overwhelming. Truly.

Parents cried, relatives danced, best men gave ridiculous speeches,
I couldn't have enjoyed myself more, and I wouldn't have changed a thing.
Celebrating the journey just as much as the end result,
our friends, our families, and even our reception band sang and danced the night away.
I remember during "We are Family,"
I literally grabbed my mother in the midst of a bouncing mob
and screamed, "this is the best night of my entire life!"
It was crazy. Absolutely crazy.
We literally had the time of our lives,
and it was all we could do to soak in every last drop.

And we did. By God's grace,
we soaked it in and gave thanks for all that He had done.
"giving thanks always and for everything to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ."
We gave thanks for his mercy.
We gave thanks for his blessing.
We gave thanks that our story is His story.
A thing of beauty, of grace, of redemption.
Proof that His ends justify his means.
Just take a look at Kelly. That should be all the proof you need.
"Praise God from whom all blessings flow."

Peace Friends
Mike

Currently reading : The Mystery of Marriage 20th Anniversary Edition: Meditations on the Miracle By Mike Mason Release date: 2005-06-02

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Jeff’s Guitar
Current mood: busy

Hey everyone, it's Jeff.
Well, the time has come. The electric guitar I've primarily used for the past one and a half years with the band is available to move on to sunnier, greener pastures.
I'm selling "Heidi" to whoever can give "her" a home. It's the black, 70s Electra MPC you may or may not have seen me using. Perfect working order, several improvements have been made to the guitar. If you're interested, shoot me a myspace - myspace.com/jeffowen.
Thanks!

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"Love Is Here" Music Video

The music video for "Love Is Here" is now available for your viewing pleasure. It's at the top of the MySpace page or under the "Tenth Avenue North Videos" section. Or, check it out at YouTube.com/tenthavenuenorth. Wherever you watch it, we hope you enjoy!

Here are a few thoughts on the video from drummer Jason Jamison:

The song "Love is Here" is a proclamation: everything that everyone is searching for is already here in Jesus Christ. The idea behind the video is that we would find an area from which we could proclaim this truth, which turned out to be the roof of a building. The video shows us getting up on this tall rooftop, shouting out our message, and in between those shots, you see clips of people who are hearing the proclamation that we're making.

I think the video is a really honest depiction of what people's responses to the Gospel are - some people accepting it, some people hearing it and turning away, other people hearing it and being complacent about it. A lot of times, it seems like music videos try to show a problem, and then they show the gospel being shared, and then suddenly everything's all right for everybody. We wanted ours to be different. Sometimes it takes a long time for the gospel to sink into people's hearts and we wanted the video to be realistic in that way.

One of our big fears with the video is that it might be viewed as though the people hearing the song were looking up and worshiping the band, but the video does a great job of showing that people are not responding to the band, and that they're instead responding to the truth that's being proclaimed, and that is Jesus Christ.

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