21 “Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22 Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name and in your name drive out demons and in your name perform many miracles?’ 23 Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!’’ (Matthew 7:21-23, New International Version).
“A person will worship something, have no doubt about that… That which dominates our imaginations and our thoughts will determine our lives and our character. Therefore it behooves us to be careful, what we worship for what we are worshiping we are becoming.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
Well, the guitar collection is up to 18 plus a baritone ukulele and an acoustic-electric bass. I have my eye on sweet number 21. It is an acoustic guitar made without any wood in the guitar’s skin. That’s right. It is an acoustic-electric made by Schecter Guitar Research that has no wood in the skin of the guitar. It is made out of carbon fiber. The only wood in the body is bracing. I have wanted a carbon fiber guitar for a while now.
A year ago, Cindy bought Annie for me for my birthday. All my guitars have names. Annie is an Ibanez Tallsman six-string acoustic-electric. I keep a “wish list” on Amazon and when we got home that day I opened my wish list so I could take that guitar off the list. When I finished, I found myself looking on all my favorite guitar pages trying to decide what I wanted to get next.
As I was stretched out on my recliner, laptop in hand, and looking through all the guitars on reverb.com and looked at what was there. Then I moved on to Sweetwater Music then Musician’s Friend, and somewhere in my the middle of Guitar Center’s web page I stopped. I thought to myself, “Keith you are being really dumb. You have a brand new guitar that you haven’t played a total of an hour yet and here you are already wanting something new.
Most of the time that is my problem. Before the new is even worn off, I want something new.
But I also have to careful. Stella is my favorite guitar. She feels good in my hands, she has a beautiful tone. She is pretty to look at. I have had a few people make me really good offers to sell her. She is my favorite and I can’t turn loose of her.
There is nothing wrong with having a favorite guitar or favorite of whatever your thing is, as long as you keep even that favorite thing in perspective.
Some years ago, back when I had two guitars, one with sound hook-ups and one without. It was a pretty blue Austin Guitar. When I walked into the office it was obvious someone had broken in. Not much was missing except that pretty blue Austin Guitar. I wasn’t devastated by it. Of course I would have preferred that they had left my guitar alone.
After I bought Stella and really started enjoying the play and feel of that guitar, I thought about that day a couple of years before when I had that pretty blue guitar stolen. Would I have been so calm about my loss had it been Stella and not the little blue stolen guitar.
I came to realize I had and continued to elevate Stella above the place any guitar or any other “thing” deserved? Was I worshiping her? No, but I did realize I needed to be very careful. That guitar, named or not, could become an object of worship if I wasn’t careful. I could not allow that to happen. Stella could not be the object of my worship. I couldn’t allow it to happen.
I am not sure if it was a Sunday school teacher of someone else but a number of years ago, someone told a group I was in, “It is amazing how someone can cut down a tree then carve the head of an idol on it. Then take the other half, set it on fire and come back later and cook dinner over it. How is that an omnipotent God?
Any of my guitars have something in common.The are all inanimate objects. On there own, they have no power. My guitar can do noting without me or someone else picking it up and playing it. It can be the source of beautiful music (if someone is playing it besides me) but only with someone moving the strings.
I do love to play Stella, but Stella is not and cannot be the object of my worship because I need a God who can move mountains. I need a God who can make the sea part. I need a God who can heal the sick. I need a God who can raise the dead. I need a God who can change my life, who can forgive my sin, who can set me on a journey for the rest of my earthly life that will lead me to the life everlasting. No guitar can do all that. That can only happen with the God of Abraham, Isaac, and David, the God who became a human, who lived as one who knew joys and sorrows, happiness and pain. A God who could be born a human birth and who would die a human death. That is the God I need.
I have Stella to satisfy my love of music and even that, doesn’t come without one of the many gifts God has given me.
Seeking the Genuine,
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