let me me light me square let me flick my bic

For the record, Ace taught me how to light my cell phone up, now if I could just remember it when I need it. His book goes so much deeper then the method of how we worship but the motive of our hearts. You post fits right into the book, times have changed, being a Christian means so many things to different people. Only read the 1st chapter, hated I had to put it down. I just started a book by Jim Cymbala titled, Storm, Hearing Jesus for The Times We Live In. Yup, let’s shine on, brother – for all the world to see!! In the same way, let your good deeds shine out for all to see, so that everyone will praise your heavenly Father.” (Matthew 5:14-16, NLT) Instead, a lamp is placed on a stand, where it gives light to everyone in the house. No one lights a lamp and then puts it under a basket. “You are the light of the world-like a city on a hilltop that cannot be hidden. And I just wonder, in this broken world, are we shining? And when we put us all together, united by our love, do we bring His Light to the darkness? This verse: Sorta reminds me that we are told in the Bible that we are all lights on a hill. And, I have been in that arena when cell phones were lit up. I never *flicked a Bic* nor have I ever used the flashlight mode on my phone (it’s an app, right?) But, I am rather fascinated by the laser show at the beginning of professional hockey games that I sometimes attend with my son. If the Christmas service that traditionally wraps up with all of us holding up lit candles in the sanctuary switches to cell phones… I’ll try to keep my grumbling to myself… then look at the big picture. Those of us that call ourselves Christians know that Christ himself told us that the world would know us by the love we have for one another… not the name or style of where and how we worship. We might not agree on the exact type of church service, but we agree Christ is indeed the cornerstone. While none of us have the exact taste in music, I think we would agree that music is a gift. The music sounds like a concert, drums and all, and the altar call is only on occasion. Like the cell phone has replaced the Bic lighter at concerts, the church has changed too. There was always a song of invitation to wrap up the service and sermon, what they called “an altar call” in those days. Always piano, sometimes an organ, but never drums. People love music and can be drawn together and inspired by it… even at church. Johnny Cash might be rolling over in his grave. Much less one where the lead singer of the country group had long hair and a sleeveless t-shirt. There was a time when I didn’t think I’d ever go to another concert, not even a country one. I wondered if the kids knew or even gave a thought to how that tradition started. I was mesmerized by the glowing amphitheater and startled by the evolution of “Flick your Bic”. I don’t guess it would have done me any good to have had my cell phone with me anyhow, I still don’t know how to find the flashlight on it… It was from the thousands of cell phones that accompanied the younger crowd.

In a matter of moments that amphitheater that fits close to twenty thousand folks was glowing with the soft light, just like they did when I was a kid. I knew the song, what I didn’t know was the evolution of the “Flick your Bic” The skinny kid on stage shouted something about “Get Your Shine On” and the roar of the younger crowd rattled my eardrums. One of the few fads I was ahead of the curve on was cell phones, but purely for business purposes.Īfter more than three decades steamrolled by with my absence from the mega concert scene, I realized not that much had changed… except for the tradition of “Flick your Bic”. Somewhere along the way things changed… and more than just me and my priorities. So cool, in fact, that more than a few album covers back in the days of vinyl, sported photos with thousands of little flames lighting the darkness of night in the massive venues. I will admit that it did look pretty cool. I never had need of a lighter nor was I willing to part with my scarce cash to get one just to take part in the fad of “Flicking my Bic”. Image courtesy of Back in the seventies and eighties, it was considered cool to “Flick your Bic” at rock and roll concerts.

Let me me light me square let me flick my bic