Fire: Falling Away

I am so excited about my Guest Contributor this week! It’s my baby sis Jessica Starks! Future bestselling author, she is currently writer for Love, Girl’s magazine and Gossip and Gab. She has her own blog, The pen and the Needle, (click the link to check it out) and she recently got word that a publisher is interested in publishing her first manuscript! Not only that, but she is a young, anointed woman of God, and I am extremely proud of her. So watch out for her world! Thank you Jupee (that’s what i call her) for your contribution!

Anybody who knows me knows that I am a huge music fan. I’ll listen to virtually anything and have encountered some interesting things as a result. One of those encounters is the inspiration for this post.

I was listening to “Fire” by Vince Staples. At the time I had never heard of Vince Staples before, so I was intrigued to hear his music. At first the beat of the song caught me and he seemed to be a good rapper so I listened. Then I heard him say, “I’m prolly finna go to Hell anyway.”

…..I immediately stopped. I thought to myself, “Did he really just…..lemme look this up.”

My research led me to a horrible song and the sad case of a young man who basically knows where he is going.

My first issue with this song is that, because of the beat and his talent, young people are listening and repeating the words he is saying(I won’t post the lyrics because of all of the language; here is the link to the lyrics though. I’d advise you to read them before you continue reading). People nowadays don’t listen to lyrics anymore; all they hear is the beat. As long as they can dance to it, people could care less what is being said, and that is not wise at all.

 “Do you not understand that everything that goes into the mouth passes into the stomach, and is eliminated?”But the things that proceed out of the mouth come from the heart, and those defile the man. “For out of the heart come evil thoughts, murders, adulteries, fornications, thefts, false witness, slanders.” ~Matthew 15:17-19

 

We have to understand that, especially as Christians, we need to watch what we listen to. Music is one of the tools that Satan, who was over music before his rebellion and fall, uses to rage war on us. If he can get us hooked on the beat, the lyrics are irrelevant and we start to sing right along with the artist. The people who are listening and singing along with this song are saying, “I’m prolly finna go to Hell anyway.” They are speaking this out into the atmosphere,and that’s a dangerous thing(Proverbs 18:21).

The second issue I have is that the artist truly believes this. If you stopped and read the lyrics you understand what I mean. The last thing he says in the song struck me the most:

You dig your own grave when you [messin’] with the Lord

Catch a fade, probably finna go to Hell anyway

 It was reported that Staples doesn’t believe in God and despises religion. He came from a harsh background, surrounded by violence and tragedy. He just lives. He just feels like, since he knows he’s going to Hell, he might as well make it worth it, and that is just the saddest thing to me. He even tweeted, “[Guys] like me wasn’t made to go to Heaven.” How depressing is that?

It’s people like this that we need to pray for. No, we cannot make Staples believe and accept Jesus; each person has to make that decision on their own(Phillippians 2:12-13). There are so many people out here like this artist, who have lost or still haven’t found their faith in God, and Satan is just sitting back laughing at all of it. Saints, we need to pray like we have never prayed before! The world we live in is full of lost souls and it is up to us to do our parts to keep as many souls as we can out of the devil’s grasp.

AMEN! Jupee! (That’s my nickname for her). I always think of Tupac Shakur’s “Shed so Many Tears”, He says in one lyric, “I know my destiny is hell, where did I fail.” And as we all know, he is now deceased. That always makes me so sad, because now that he is dead, and especially the way he died, we do not know if he made his confession. We have to pray for God to send workers into the field. The harvest is plenty, but the laborers are few.  It’s praying time ya’ll! Time to get to work! Thanks again Jupee 🙂 Love ya!

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