Friday, July 30, 2010

The High Way of His Way

The Influence that West Texas rocker Buddy Holly had on the world, really cant be measured. It wasn't just American kids singing “That’ll be the day”. Across the pond, kids in England were becoming mesmerized by the beats and rhythms and the personality of a skinny kid with big black glasses. British rock and roll culture was being lived out, really before anybody had an amplifier.

In Beckenham, England. A young boy named Peter Frampton was a big fan of Buddy Holly. He had recently discovered his grandmother's ukulele in the attic and taught himself to play. He went from there to teaching himself to play guitar and later piano. At age eight he started taking classical music lessons.

By the age of ten, Frampton played in a band called The Little Ravens. Both he and and a guy named David Bowie were pupils at Bromley Technical School where Frampton's father, Owen Frampton, was an art teacher and head of the Art department.

Peter and David would spend time together at lunch breaks, playing Buddy Holly songs.

At the age of 11, Peter was playing with a band called The Trubeats followed by a band called The Preachers, produced and managed by none other than Bill Wyman of The Rolling Stones.

He became a successful child singer, and in 1966, he became a member of a band called The Herd. He was the lead guitarist and singer, scoring a handful of British teenybopper hits. Frampton was named "The Face of 1968" by teen magazine and thats how Peter Frampton made it to the big time.

Ten years later he was looking for a way to really break out into the American music scene. He had to find a way to sell albums in the United States. What could the way be?

Peter was so fascinated with the theme of “the way” it began to surface in the songs he would write. He recorded Baby I love your way and Show me the way on his live album which was released in 1976. It became an anthem for American teenagers and sold over 16 million records. That’s a lot of plastic and a lot of money.

Throughout the summer of 76 and 77, stadiums in America were cram-packed with young people singing the words from Frampton’s heart.

Who can I believe in,
I'm kneeling on the floor.
There has to be a force; who do I phone.
The stars are out and shining, but all I really want to know.
Oh won't you... show me the way.
I want you ...show me the way.

Thirty four years later, there is still a cry for people to be shown the way. If there is anything in the world, we as the church should respond to, I would think the cry to be shown the way would be something to get us off of our blessed assurance.

Jesus Christ is the way, the early church movement was called the way and the word way or ways is found in the bible 867 times. God wants us to know the way!

Two areas that every Christian becomes fluent in throughout his walk with God, is getting to know God and getting to know His ways.

The reason for the cry from Frampton’s heart was the same as the reason for the cry from people today. Our ways don’t work.
Proverbs 14:12 says, “There is a way that seems right to a man, but its end is the way of death.” In other words, our way will always kill us.

But the good news in Jesus Christ is that His ways always work.

This week’s confession from a highly caffeinated Christian comes brewing with encouragement to take a sip of God’s way.
His ways for you are Life. It doesn't matter where you are at or what you are doing, what does matter is that you stop what you are doing long enough to consider the way your life is moving.

In the words of Peter Frampton, ask Jesus to show you His way.
Just ask Him and be ready to change from yours to His. That is the place where Winter ends and Spring moves into town. His way is not just a verb it is in fact a noun, a person. To know Jesus Christ is to find yourself in a way that is blessed in every way a person can be.


Psalm 103:7;
He made known His ways to Moses,
His acts to the children of Israel.

Troy Pastors Open Door Ministries near Joshua. www.opendoorministries.org
www.freshfromthebrewer.com

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