I went to see a rock show tonight. But what I ended up seeing was every man and woman in this club kneeling and praying out loud. I saw men with tattoos and ponytails raising their hands in praise. I heard scores teenagers in baggy pants and spiked collars, backed by roaring guitars, chanting “I just know Jesus is the Way, I just know Jesus is the Truth, I just know Jesus is the Life, I just know Jesus is my God!” My ears are still ringing from the music, and my heart is still leaping from the words Kevin Young, lead singer of Disciple, read. I went to a rock show where people were moshing and crowd surfing, taking in screaming vocals, and when the lead singer put down his guitar and picked up a worn leather Bible, the crowd cheered louder than they had before. Then, we waited in perfect silence to hear words from Acts chapter 4 and Mark chapter 2. And God said to me “You have forsaken your first love.” Where is my passion for the One who has saved me? Why don?t I feel that excitement and passion daily that makes me want to scream “Hallelujah, Praise God, Thank you for the Day Lord!” God, don?t let me forget the joy of being called your son. Don?t let me forget the excitement of being able to take all my anxieties to the creator of the universe and the God who died and defeated death.