Rock Gospel: A Crazy Little Habit

 I've been mad about music as far back as I can remember. It has been my love language-- well, my everything language-- ever since my ears and brain started working. 

I also really love Jesus and His restored Gospel, and over the years my brain has combined these two great loves by finding Gospel messages in Rock/Pop songs. I recently started to record some of these impressions and thought it might be fun to share them-- old school, on a blog! 

All throughout scripture and even through living prophets, we are encouraged to record and share where we find God in our lives. I know He's all over the place for me, but I think finding Him in music is a fun and sacred place to write about. So come Rock out with me here on Rock Gospel.

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