I’m from the country and I like it that way. For a long time I’ve enjoyed listening to country music, switching the station only to avoid the occasional raunchy song.
But for the last several months, my son in his car
seat has been comprehending a little too much and asking some awkward
questions. When Carrie Underwood is singing about taking out her rage
at her unfaithful husband on the unsuspecting tires of his car, and my
son innocently queries from the back, “What’s this song about?”, it can
be a little difficult to explain. So I haven’t listened to much country
music lately. Steve Green’s “Hide ’Em in Your Heart” has won out for
this young mommy.
At the same time, I’ve been thinking more about
a Biblical perspective toward marriage, and on the rare occasions that
I’m alone in the car and do turn on country music, something strange
happens. I simply don’t like a lot of the songs anymore.
I’m not trying to be legalistic here. There’s a lot to love about
country music. I want to live “where the green grass grows” and I live
for “little moments like that,” and “Fly Over States” always gets me
wanting to take a car trip back to Colorado where I grew up. But a lot
of the country love songs in particular just aren’t doing it for me
anymore. Here’s a common theme:
This world keeps spinning faster
To a new disaster
So I run to you …
– Lady Antebellum, “I Run to You”
What happens when your world feels like a disaster and you run to your husband?
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