I don't really tell people this, but music is a rather large part of what helped me realize that there was a God. I don't share this because I'm afraid people hear it and discredit my belief and faith. But what can I say? Music touched my soul. The lyrics got me to think. I related to the emotion. I took courage from the songwriters and singers who believed and expressed their belief. Music is food for the soul; It conveys what words alone often cannot.
I suppose it started when I was walking home from high school in the fall. I was listening to an alternative rock station on a little MP3 player I'd found when Matisyahu's "King Without A Crown" came on. I hadn't really listened to much music up until that point. I like some of my parents music and that was about it. I fell in love with Matisyahu's music as soon as I looked up the rest of his songs on the computer when I got home.
Each musician, in their own way, captures a bit of what I love about faith. They capture the love, heart break, longing, frustration, and hope of life.
