As an angsty young teenager I would lock myself in my room and listen to hours of bright eyes, dashboard confessional, something corporate, brand new, jimmy eat world, and every other emo band of the day. I would memorize the lyrics and recite them to myself. It would take me an hour to figure out what my AIM away message would be- usually a perfectly chosen set of song lyrics that would be just vague enough to explain away but would in fact be eerily accurate of my current feelings. It was incredibly important to me to articulate in the most poetic way my place in the world and how I felt about it.
I'm not unique though. Lots of people my age were doing the same thing and even more do it today in some form or another. In growing up I've come to terms with the fact that I am not unique. But don't worry! I'm not panicked. It actually makes me calmer to know that we're in this together. It's best articulated, I think, by Better than Ezra:
Cause when I'm in over my headI think that just dated me, but oh well!
I hear the words you said
That someone out there's
Listening to the same song
Feeling the same way that I do
Make me a believer pick up the receiver
And tell me you feel just like I do, I do
When I was a teen going through these feelings I thought for sure that I would stop feeling this way at some point. Like, when I finally got a college degree and a real job and a boyfriend and a car and....... that somehow I'd stop having emotions and would just be good all the time.
I'm here to tell you this never goes away. At least, it hasn't for me yet. But you know what? Music still helps. I usually pair my angsty-music-listening moods with running these days because it's a tad bit more productive and the endorphins help too, but it's basically the same.
Now, how will the youth minister in me try to reconcile this with God and the Bible (since this is a ministry blog, afterall)?
I don't think I have to try very hard. Music rings true in our hearts in the same way the stories in the Bible do. The Bible is a rich and deep record of people's stories. Stories about their struggles and pains, joys and praise, and most importantly about their relationships. Relationships with each other and with God. Music is a story, too, I think. No doubt the writer of the song has a story to tell, but so do we, in our individual experience of it.
How many songs can you name that when you listen to them, no matter where you are or what you're doing, you are immediately taken back to that warm summer night in the car with your best friend, or to that chilly winter retreat with your youth group? Our hippocampus (it's a part of the brain, look it up!) stores these memories and these are strengthened when paired with a scent or a sound.
How many stories of your life do you have to share? I bet there's hundreds. It's my favorite thing to do, and with good reason! And this is what the heart of our youth ministry is. One the most important things we do as Christians- heck, as humans!- is to share our stories. It makes life more rich, deeper and wider, and infinitely better.
I think Jesus would agree with me, too, but you'd have to ask him. ;-)
Blessings to you, this day. May you share your stories and be blessed by someone else's.
xoxo
Tara