Before I begin this post, I want to tell how I found this beautiful image. In Google image search I typed in “church lady black” and on the first page of google, my mom’s artwork comes up! African-American artist Janie McGee….that’s so awesome! I mean already know my entire family, especially her come up on 15 pages of Google…but wow I didn’t expect church lady to result in me finding my mom’s art. So cool!
I wanted to post one of my favorite songs by Dennis Ferrer. I first fell in love with this song when I heard it a little over four years ago when I was leaving New York and driving back to Maryland. The beat shifted through my entire body and the vocals had resonated in my soul. The first minute of the song has this sensational vocal humming, sort of like an old school negro spiritual and the old church hymns that were influenced by southern slave roots. The song title itself, Church Lady, speaks for itself.
Like most house songs, there is a story being told through the instrumentals and the vocals. The organ, the hallelujah praises, and the humming work in sync. The song tells the story of a young woman who is the single mother of a year three year old. She is going through a rough time in her life and the Church lady is her last chance for her soul getting some peace. The young woman is scared and lost, she has nowhere to run, and the Church lady is there to help guide her down the right path.Towards the end of the song this life and death struggle this young woman is facing is evident in the following lines:
Church Lady, you better find her a hymn,
She’s going down that road,
She’ll be early seeing Him.
I’ve tried my point of view,
All of her friends tried it too,
So Church Lady, sing her that song, sing her that song.
Then the song goes off into a spiritual house movement. At this point, I’m not earthly good to anyone in the room with me. Every time I hear this last part of the song, my soul begins to have a spiritual revival.
Glory, (Halleluiah) Halleluiah,
Let show them you the way
(Let em show you the way)
Glory, (Glory) Halleluiah,
Cos That’s already been paved
(Already been paved)
This part of the song continues to repeat itself and drives the central message into the garage. It’s a wrap at this point, but on many occasions I’ve listened to this song on repeat for a good twenty minutes. I haven’t been to church in over a year, but I’ve grown spiritually and truly understood what it means to be a
Christian disciple of Christ. Being a Christian in our current generation has so many negative connotations and people are immediately turned off when they find out I’m a Christian. Most people that aren’t followers or believers in Christ have had such traumatic and negative experiences with “Christians”. It’s such a shame that many individual’s walk out hypocritical religiousness instead of pure Christ like spirituality that isn’t defined by man-made parameters.
I have friends of different religious beliefs in my life and we understand each other. We don’t agree on the same things as far as spiritual practices, but that doesn’t stop us from going to the movies together, playing video games, or shopping and talking about relationship drama. I’m not perfect and I have my faults, but I try to broaden my horizons when it comes to the people I associate with. In the Bible Jesus Christ taught around people of different lives and didn’t follow the typical guidelines of the Pharisees. He accepted people for where they were in life the moment he met them, and I try to do the same. I have common sense as well and don’t associate myself with people that obviously aren’t called to be in life. If something isn’t bearing some type of positive fruit in my life, then I love that person from a distance and keep them in my prayers.
I have such a joy in my life that comes from my walk with the Lord. When nobody else ever loved me outside of my family, I always knew that Christ wouldn’t reject me. I found such a since of peace within him and it’s something I’ll cherish for the rest of my life. This song Church Lady reminds me of how hard life can be, but there is always someone out there sending up a prayer on your behalf. Whether it be your grandma, your co-worker, one of your distant friends, or simply your parents…there is always someone out there in the midst of your social circle that has an ounce of spirituality, and they are praying that God blesses you and your daily endeavors.
I’m so thankful that I grew up in a household with a loving mom, dad, and brother who showed me the true love of Christ. Not the stuck up hierarchy of chasing success that seems prevalent in most mega churches. I’m so thankful that my mom studied the New Age, Hindu, Islam, Witchcraft, and so many other religions before choosing to follow Christ. Her journey helped me understand the path I was on and why it was the right fit for me. God is so good and I wouldn’t regret dedicating my life to Christ for anything. I want my life to stand for something and I want the love of Christ to reflect in my daily interactions. I still have a long way to go and each day I’m learning and studying something new. This world we live in is a harsh bottle of pills to swallow, but the path has already been paved. My life is in the hands of God and I’m thankful for the Church Lady out there that prayed for me in my times of affliction, heartache, and insecurities. Thank you Church Lady for singing that song.