I read your post yesterday morning and thought about you and prayed for you off and on during the day. Now it’s almost 3 am Monday morning and I’ve been thinking of you again. (I’m an insomniac)

Anyway based on previous posts of yours and the one specifically where you asked for prayer because of your husband’s lack of regard for you, this part of this thread’s post jumped out at me:

“and my husband (although he HATES bluegrass gospel), would let me listen to it.”

Another red flag Mom of 4!

I’m way too familiar with this type of man as two of my sisters were involved with men like this in their past. Dominating, controlling men who thought they had to do all the thinking and decision making for them. As is normal for this type of relationship, the control escalated into physical abuse – after the mental and emotional abuse, of course. Does your husband also “let” you visit with your family now and then?

I promise you that Jesus didn’t redeem you in order for you to be the “slave” to this man. In Him, we are equal and free. Your relationship with your husband has nothing to do with Biblical submission.

Take care and know I’ll continue praying.

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For the record, I don’t particularly like Rock either, except when I am cleaning the house. In this circumstance it does help to move along the task at hand more quickly. Otherwise, I am more of a Blues and Gospel man. But those styles are less motivating when landfill needs a’ fillin’.

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When I say “Classic rock is an oxymoron”, I mean that a classic must pass a time test. Most rock cannot meet that standard. It will be gone in a few years. What then, is classic that isn’t written by Brahms? Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood” might be classic. Certainly “White Christmas” is. An illustration: I have a CD called “Classic Country Music”. It contains some songs that could arguably be classic. Possibly, “Crazy Arms”, “He’ll Have to Go”, but I doubt it. Certainly “Gentle on My Mind”, etc. won’t make the cut. I have another CD collection called “Country Greats”. “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain” and “Your Cheatin’ Heart” are possibly great. But, “Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys”, will never be great.

I’ve rambled on, but you get what I mean. Some Beetles music may eventually become classic. But not yet.
I think you mean to say that you like old rock that you grew up with, just as I like the old music by Hank Snow, Jim Reeves, Hank Williams, Hank Thompson, Ernest Tubb, etc. Also, Anita Carter; can’t forget Anita Carter.
I’ve never called “Walking the Floor Over You” classic. But “I Can’t Help It If I’m Still In Love With You” almost has to be.

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Not sure what you mean Chas. Oxymoron is word that combines two normally contradictory terms. It comes from the Greek oxy (”sharp”) and moros (”dull”). Thus the word oxymoron is itself an oxymoron. In our day it describes the typical politician. So then does “rock” mean the opposite of “classic”? I don’t understand. I am overanalyzing this aren’t I?

Also, regarding praise songs, some purists really don’t like them. But for most of us, it isn’t the style that is so bothersome it is the incessant playing of them to the exclusion of all else. Let’s praise God in a variety of forms!

It is a good thing to give thanks unto the LORD, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High. To shew forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night, upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound. For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands. Ps 92

Anybody got a psaltery?

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Xion, Peter L
“Classic Rock” is an oxymoron. The difference between “gospel” and other religious music is, I believe, defined as:
If it’s a hymn of praise, it’s a hymn. If not, it’s gospel music. i.e. For the Beauty of the Earth, Crown Him With Many Crowns, How Great Thou Art would be hymns. And Saved, Saved, & At Calvary would be gospel songs. I could be corrected on that. The Baptist Hymnal puts them together. I think the differences are blurred with the advent of “Praise Songs”. I DO NOT like praise songs. The words are fine, I’m sure God appreciates it (He liked the unmelodious chants the Jews used.) But it agitates me when it takes five minutes to sing a “song” with 12 lines, total.
But the Bluegrass Gospel that Travis, Momoffour and I are talking about is not, strictly, real gospel music. Much of it is about “Daddy’s Table Grace,” “I Heard Momma Pray for Me”, The little white church, the old home place, and such. Roy Acuff sang, “A Cabin in Gloryland” (”So I can hear the angels sing and shake Jesus’ hand, just build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland”) The theology is atrocious, but I like to hear it. And it’s probably no worse than “Do Lord” that young people used to sing.

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Staying home from fellowship this morning as I’ve got a raging fever and chest cough. I’m going back to bed.
Blessings!

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My motivational music? Either salsa, merengue (Puerto Rican dance music) or Christian contmeporary. Occasionally Bach or Mozart help out.

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The black churches were so tiny that most people had to stand outside. They put loadspeakers on the corners of the building and the congregation would stand there singing their hearts out. I loved it. I would sit off in the distance and just listen. It was wonderful.

One thing that I stuck with me to this day is the idea of worshipping God with all your heart, however imperfectly. So many churches expend needless energy trying to get a polished, perfect sound, but it becomes aniseptic. Its like Listerine, yech!

I love nothing better than an old black guy, or a nervous child squeezing out imperfect notes for the glory of God. For this reason I also prefer unaccompanied music best. Put the instruments away and just make a joyful noise.

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For house cleaning I prefer what is now called “classic” rock. When did it become “classic” anyway? I crank it up and can clean a whole house in about an hour using large trash bags. This is why my wife does not allow me to help. Hey, its workin’ for me.

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