It’s the craziest thing..
I’ll be casually talking to someone about how I use Spotify on my phone in place of an iPod, and when they ask me “what’s Spotify?”, I get strangly enthusiastic and eager to tell them about it.
Oh, you’ve never heard of Spotify before? Well, excuse me while I blow your mind with the awesomeness that is Spotify…
It’s like I go from normal person to the ultimate sales person in 2.5 seconds!
Seriously, Spotify needs to pay me for the amount of new customers I bring them.
For those of you that don’t know, Spotify is like Pandora on steroids. You have unlimited access to nearly all the songs in the world for free. Any artist, any album, any time. Of course, the free version has annoying advertisements every other song, but if you have premium (as I do) then you don’t have to deal with all that. And you can create playlists to download and listen to your music offline on your phone, computer, tablet, anywhere. I use it in my car during long road trips, while running on a treadmill, and while getting ready in the morning. I’ve once DJ’d an entire college fundraising event using Spotify. Honestly, it’s the best $10 bucks a month I could ever spend. It’s simply brilliant.
Do you see what I mean? I’m obsessed with Spotify! I could go on and on about it.
Now, I’m about to pull a Jesus Juke on you..
Isn’t kind of weird that I could go on and on about this simple program; I could confidently name off all it’s features and express with great enthusiasm how amazing it is, and yet I can barely utter words when someone asks me why I love Jesus?
Ouch! What a Jesus Juke, right? (seriously, ya’ll need to read what a Jesus Juke is because what I’m doing right now is a prime example).
But honestly, I wish I loved God as much as I loved Spotify!
Maybe “love” isn’t the right term. I love Spotify like I love FRIENDS (and most people know how deep my love is for that show). It’s brilliant, it makes me happy, and it’s on every day.
But I love God. Like, immensely. So much so that words don’t even describe it. Sometimes I can’t even express to God how much I truly love Him and all I can do is sit there and cry out of adoration of his mercy and greatness.
I know without a doubt that my love for God is greater than my love for Spotify.
So why do I get nervous to mention how great God is to my non-believing friends?
Why does my mind suddenly go blank when I have an opportunity to share the gospel message with someone?
It’s almost comical to me. I have literally talked to a coworker for 30 minutes about how freaking amazing Spotify was and basically changed his life by introducing him to this program. And all he said to me was “Oh, you’re an Air1 listener, too? So am I!” Yup, didn’t even need to be on the subject of Spotify and yet I converted him. I’m just that good.
How cool would it be though if I was that confident when telling people about Jesus?
Oh, you’ve never heard of Jesus? Well, excuse me while I BLOW YOUR MIND with the freaking amazing awesomeness that is Jesus Christ!
That would literally be so cool. And it’d be way more convincing than the way I do it right now. I get so nervous at the thought of “sharing my faith” that I give people “bible school answers” instead of how I really feel about God. My nervousness gets in the way of my passion.
I think I over-think it way too much. I worry about being offensive, or getting the facts wrong, or seeming too pushy of my religion.
But why?! If my faith really is my identity and source of hope, then shouldn’t I be eager to talk about it with other people, Christian or non-Christian? I mean, honestly, this is one product that offers a lifetime guarantee. You’d think that I would want to share it with everyone.
I wonder what these “God conversations” would look like if I was confident. I wonder what people would think of God if they saw my enthusiastic passion instead of my hesitant fear. If they could see how I really felt about Him; If they could truly feel what I feel when I talk about him. I wonder what they would think then.
Because God isn’t someone I should be embarrassed or ashamed of. He’s not a religion that “fits my needs” and “makes me feel good”. He’s not a Sunday thing. And He’s not just a part of my life. He is my life. And I think it’s time I start acting like it.
Wow.. Spotify, Jesus Jukes, Friends, AND a convicting statement, all in one post?! Not bad for a Monday.
Love you all,