A no compromise life that convicted mine.

It was last year when I read in CCM (a Christian music magazine), the final article that featured a memorial to Keith Green (1952-1982; died at 28 years of age in a plane crash with his son Josiah and daughter Bethany).



Words said about him caught me eyes and heart; they called him passionate, intense, a prophet.
As I was putting out the sale music not to long after I found one of his cd's and bought it. Very little music has ever shook my very being,but from light-hearted much needed reminders of "He'll take care of the rest," to whispers from God himself in "Your Love broke through," the outpour of his soul became mine, a connection of two cursed beings who wanted with every fiber to be able just to lie face-to-the-ground at the feet of Christ.
Few weeks passed and as I took a stack of books to the biography section, I stopped at one book; "No Compromise." It was his bio, and I began to read...

I finished it today, I had taken it up and put it back down many times due to the excuses I make for everything shallow I hold more important. To say that I cried in parts of the book is an understatement, I openly wept, had to stop even to just kneel and pray or let it all out before I composed myself to continue. This was not because the book was filled with sad events, there were some as in every life, but it was due to the fact that every word that talked about his passionate life, dug to my bones. Keith was devoted to God with no compromise, lived every minute that he was a Christian fully for him, what I thought to be this generations Paul. I wept because I saw the lack of intensity, the constant vision of heaven on my mind and the smell of hell in my nostril to remind me that people desperately need to know Jesus!
Keith wasn't without his earthly faults, he was too intense and hurt peoples feelings through a lot of what he said, struggling to finally realize that just because God commanded him to not have people pay for his concerts and give his cd's for whatever people can give, etc was perhaps not what God called others to do. He hated praise and would probably hate this whole blog about him, but I am not closer to God now because of Keith Green, but because exampled life has convicted my insignificant life on this earth, except for the fact that God loves me and has a purpose for me.

The new songs that God has presented into my life by him have become a prayer (Lord your beautiful), and I would guess what you call the pump up song before the battle, the every day battle to speak into the lives of other, my God:


Do you see, do you see
All the people sinking down
Don't you care, don't you care
Are you gonna let them drown

How can you be so numb
Not to care if they come
You close your eyes
And pretend the job's done

"Oh bless me Lord, bless me Lord"
You know it's all I ever hear
No one aches, no one hurts
No one even sheds one tear

But He cries, He weeps, He bleeds
And He cares for your needs
And you just lay back
And keep soaking it in,
Oh, can't you see it's such a sin?

Cause He brings people to you door,
And you turn them away
As you smile and say,
"God bless you, be at peace"
And all heaven just weeps
Cause Jesus came to your door
You've left him out on the streets

Open up open up
And give yourself away
You see the need, you hear the cries
So how can you delay

God's calling and you're the one
But like Jonah you run
He's told you to speak
But you keep holding it in,
Oh can't you see it's such a sin?

The world is sleeping in the dark
That the church just can't fight
Cause it's asleep in the light
How can you be so dead
When you've been so well fed
Jesus rose from the grave
And you, you can't even get out of bed

Oh, Jesus rose from the dead
Come on, get out of your bed

How can you be so numb
Not to care if they come
You close your eyes
And pretend the job's done
You close your eyes
And pretend the job's done

Don't close your eyes
Don't pretend the jobs done
Come away, come away, come away with Me my love,
Come away, from this mess, come away with Me, my love.


Oh Lord, thank you for the example that keith was, that he was a grain of wheat that died, in order to produce much fruit for your kingdom (John 24:14) in the heart of a girl, 25 years after you took him home. A girl who seeks to be completely used up by You, live the life of no compromise for the purpose I have to fulfill, for it is the only thing I'm still here for.