Chapter 65 – A New Birth
Seedlings
There was a time in my life that I don't have any interest in playing the guitar. During my freshman year in highschool, I bought my father's guitar because friend D ask for it for a school subject performance, I think it wasn't for MAPEH. That's the only time I bought the guitar which I don't have anything to do with it. Stephen Speaks still resonates in my ears.
A Christ follower must be transparent in their life because the life of Christ is so transparent. That during His first tenure here on earth, the darkness of this world cannot take it, and they nailed Him into the cross. To the Christian reading this post, does your heart still beats for this world or just a passerby whose chief end is to glorify God forever?
Growing up in a household where both married couple professed Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior doesn't mean Christian na din agad yung anak. Faith in Christ is personal, but it is something worthwhile when the legacy of faith is passed down at home. The parents are only the tool, but it's the work of the Spirit that works inside the child. Growing up inside the church is different from growing up in faith. Christ followers have different paths and they knew where they came from and they knew their chief end. Nothing compares sa mga material blessing here on earth to the blessing of glorifying God forever.
Heart of Worship
I don't know if some people still remember. During my sophomore year in highschool. It was intramurals, I was with my classmates and we visited the annexed school, I forgot why I'm with them. Then we decided to go to a nearby woods, I can't say it's forest basta kakahuyan. It's a long walk, then we have company from other school tailing us, hinayaan lang namin. Once we are in the river, and the cute na falls, the fun started, while the they watched us.
I don't know how to swim but I took off my t-shirt but still wearing my pants, and jump off the cliff, I was hyped by D and A. In short, I got drowned, thankfully both saved me. There's a little commotion but still ends up in laughter. Sira ulo daw ako. Then a few minutes passed. Our company from the other school moves trying to surround us, one of our classmates observed them and they carry a knife blade, and they're after one of us. This was the time uso yung mapagtripan kayo sa ibang school at kargado pa ata sila, and the best, walang ibang tao.
We quickly put our uniforms and move, na kunwari hindi namin alam, we end up walking the other way which there's a path papuntang bayan, and they continue to tail us but they end up not pursuing us. It was a thrilling moment still alive in my memory. What if we stay there? I don't know what's next, maybe your not reading this post.
As I said before, porke lumaki ka sa church, magulang mo Christian, doesn't mean Christian ka na din. One Sunday, around between Aug-Sept of 2003, I'm 13 years old, the song was Heart of Worship, I was at the back. God struck my heart for the first time. That was the time I put my faith and trust in Him, Lord and Savior. Yes, I did encounter Him multiple times before it, from random verse kung saang lumalop sa bahay noon, to coffee cups na nakalagay 'When I grow up, I just want to be like you, Jesus” not knowing to be like Him, is more than life.
Gujangjang Begins...
Fast forward, another random day that year, almost kasunod lang. There was an eagerness in me to learn to play the guitar. The guitar was a long time tambay sa bahay since I'm small. Father and bigbro plays guitar. My interest that time wasn't to be like Yngwie Malmsteen, I just want to play the guitar. Gratefully, bigbro brought home that songhits filled with Christian songs with minus-one na CD. Sa pagkaalala ko, I learned the basic chords within 3 months, I didn't learned any song but practiced to play the chords cleanly. Within the first 6 months if I remember correctly, I learned to play In Your Hands, As The Dear, and Numb by Linkin Park. And pushed myself to sing In Your Hands while playing. Fast forward again, that same year or 2004, I started playing sa church dahil kulang musician. My first instrument to play was the drums, naaalala ko pa yung mga unang salang ko.
Church musicians have different stories but it's their faith in God matters most. You can sweep-pick, tump, do gospel-chops, slap & pop, etc. yet the heart is not aligned, then you're like a clanging cymbals, a noisy gong. Wala na ko maisip. This is the genesis of my journey how I end up being a church musician, not because I Iove music but I love God whom loved me first before the foundation of the world. Soli Deo Gloria.
We love, because He first loved us. — 1 John 4:19

