*Chad Jarnagin

Worship leaders, musician, writers know what I talking about here…

The line in “How He Loves” (John Mark McMillan) that says “Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss” is this point of conversation. David Crowder came out w/ his cover of the song with his edit that says “Heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss”.

I’m not going to talk about my opinion on the lyric change. I just wanted to express my take on why I sing “sloppy wet kiss”.

There is something beautiful and intimate in the line. Our Creator meeting us in an intimate exchange. When my son Elijah sometimes leans in to me and kisses me w/ the most joyful playful affection, it could be described as a sloppy wet kiss. Personally, the simple idea that God leaned down and allowed us (the earth) to be met w/ on such an intimate level brings a smile to my face and worship up in my soul.

So, for those that wonder, discuss, and converse on this type of approach of thought provoking lyrics, please dream and compose on. Part of my philosophy is to teach people within the Church through songs that not only encourage and cultivate a spirit of unity and volume in singing uplifting songs to our God, as well as to learn, think, and even contemplate the layers to the lyrics that we sing every Sunday. Conversation over lunch afterwards, in community group, or even at home w/ the family is a good thing. Especially if it is honest.

OK Go never cease to amaze me.

Once again. MuteMath is bringing the thunder w/ another album. A must. Wow.

I am very sad to hear of Michael Jackson’s passing, on several levels…

He was THE artist that inspired me to pursue entertainment in the early part of my life. Growing up in the 80′s he was IT. I even danced around on the hardwood floors of my bedroom. In my opinion, MJ was the biggest entertainer of my lifetime. The fact that Thriller is STILL the biggest selling album of all time is just one of the reasons he has been a household name for 3 decades. His artistry was always ahead of his / our time.

I was one that never wanted to believe the accusations, even-though it was hard to imagine them to not be true on some creepy level. MJ’s story is one of great art, song, music, and blurry twisted disfunction… All the strange, out of the norm actions, stories, and obvious image…

Michael Jackson dead at 50 yrs of age. Crazy. Sad. Sobering. Fame’s definition seems to be irrelevant at the end of it all huh?

Perspective- Thousands of people died on the same day as MJ and Farrah. People, children out of public awareness.

I came across this as I was studying this morning… “Too many are thinking of security instead of opportunity. They seem to be more afraid of life than death…” At the risk of sounding dramatic, deaths like MJ’s should enlighten us to a urgency to live life to the full. One of the very things Jesus came to us with / for.

The thought that even the “king of pop” stood before the “King of kings” yesterday was a sobering perspective. No matter how great, talented, influential, or popular one here on the planet is, there’s always the bigger picture. What we all do with the portion of influence that we all have?