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Songs; Greatest Hits

Songs; Greatest Hits

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Overview

Awesome God, Sometimes By Step, Sing Your Praise To The Lord, Hold Me Jesus-SONGS that have impacted your life. It's the consummate collection of contemporary worship from the legendary singer/songwriter/poet.

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  • SKU: 9787010116723
  • UPC: 602341620529
  • Title: Songs; Greatest Hits
  • Qty Remaining Online: 16
  • Publisher: Brentwood Records
  • Date Published: Jul 1996
  • Format: Album
  • Media: Compact Disc
  • Music Categories: Contemporary/Pop
  • Weight lbs: 0.19
  • Dimensions: 4.95" L x 5.62" W x 0.45" H
  • Category: CONTEMPORARY
  • Subject: Religious - Contemporary Christian

Bible Study

Growing Still
By Rich Mullins

September/October 1996 edition of Release Magazine

 


"Moses grew and became a man. He visited his people and saw..."

Exodus 2:11, besides being part of the great account of God delivering Israel out of its bondage in Egypt, gives us a few little glimpses into the character of Moses, the meaning of maturing and those microscopic miracles that play into the Cecil B. DeMille ones.

"Moses grew..." It is so nearly cliche that you hate to say it, but Moses did not come out of the womb, nor was he drawn out of the river, equipped to fulfill God's plan for him. Moses grew. This may be the best thing that can be said about any of us - not that we " have become" - but that we are continually " becoming." Growth is a sign of life, and if Jesus said that He came that we might have it, it must be good.

Moses' growth did not happen as we might wish: after " becoming a man," he was still seized with rage, fear, and all those things we'd rather outgrow. These flaws along the way make it difficult to measure growth, and that difficulty makes it tempting to give up. But to give up - to refuse to grow - is to die. That's maybe why Christ said not to judge.

" ...and became a man. He visited his people..." The mature person is one who is ready to see himself in a context bigger than himself. Many of us want to imagine that we need to find ourselves - a notion that may be true in a limited sort of way. Many of us think that we must define or invent ourselves - possibly equally true but in an even more limited way.

When Moses visited his people he was beginning to accept himself, not just as an Egyptian prince, but as the heir to something far greater, far grander than a crown. He was beginning to accept himself as being part of a people (in his case, a " chosen people" ).

The identity given him by the palace occupants could never give him what everyone needs- a sense of who we are. As a man, maybe he had outgrown his reputation and become restless among peers. So, he visited his people and began to know himself.

" ...and saw..." In Carl Sandburg's Rootabaga Stories, the Potato Face Blind Man plays an accordion and wears a sign that says " I'm blind too." Most of us have trouble seeing. Clear vision is blocked by ungrounded expectations (both the fearful kind and the grandiose kind), by narrowness, and by a lack of faith. When Moses " saw," he had come to a place where he was able to set aside his willfully constructed world and enter the one that existed independently of his wishes. What he saw in Egypt would be stretched by what he would come to see in Midian, but here was the beginning of what would end with his view of the promised land.

And so, I hope you too will grow, though you - like Moses and me and everyone I know - may have flaws. I hope that you as a part of a chosen people know who you are beyond who your peers suspect you to be. And I hope you see, that you recognize suffering and that you someday see the salvation for which we wait.

Copyright 1995 by Release Magazine, reproduced with permission

Pretty Good Genes
By Rich Mullins

November/December 1996 edition of Release Magazine

 


In Matthew 16:13-19 we have the fullest account of the conception of the church (in the same way that we often look at Acts 2 as being an account of her birth). Mark and Luke give briefer accounts, but I'm not going for brevity right now; I'm looking for significance. And don't worry that John doesn't include this conception in his gospel. He also did not include Elizabeth's conception of John or Mary's conception of Jesus.

I call it a conception because for all that we don't know about conception, we at least believe that at that moment all that we are made of and all that we will grow into, is set or founded. A conception is that moment when something unique, dynamic, and alive is defined. Something old does not change, something that never was before begins - a new possibility becomes real and takes on its own identity.

This is what happens in Peter's confession that "Jesus is Messiah, Son of the Living God" and in Jesus saying that was the defining moment for the Church He was beginning to build.

Jesus asked, "Who do men say that I am?" and at least four answers were given by at least two apostles. Those who answered this question are not named, possibly because the answers - though they might be accurate - were highly unremarkable. They originated in reason, not in revelation, and Peter's answer would knock them flat. Anyway, as soon as He got His answer, Jesus dropped the whole discussion as if to say that the world He made and that would not receive Him would never be allowed to define Him. No brilliantly composed picture, no delicately balanced compromise about Him would do. He would not refigure Himself to fit their miscalculated equations of disfigure Himself to fit their undersized frames. The ideas that the world had (and still has) about Him were of no interest to Him because they were, and still are, irrelevant to who He was, is, and ever shall be. Maybe He asked because He knew that the answers would provide a bleak and bland backdrop against which the answer to His next question would really pop.

So He asked, "Who do you say that I am?" Here, Peter distinguished himself answering not by reason but by revelation, "You are Messiah, the Son of the Living God!" To this Jesus answered (and here I'll ask you to endure my somewhat lopsided but maybe not altogether inappropriate paraphrase), "You blessed little Pebble! Your answer didn't come from this lost little world, but it came from back Home. Now you're a rock and on this rock I'm building my house..."

People have long tried to distinguish between Peter and this confession, but (not that we can settle that debate here) who can sever a man from his beliefs without destroying both?

What is conviction if it is disembodied? What remains of a man when he is left without his thoughts? Apart from each other, both are nothing. In their union there is something that never was before - something unique, dynamic, and alive. And in this union, the stuff of which the Church is made and the thing that - if she does well - she will grow into, is set.

Here at Peter's confession, the truth of heaven connects with human experience and the Church is conceived.

And just as the heavens declare the glory of God, the Church pronounces the name of His Son. And as the skies proclaim the work of His hands, the Church testifies to the work of His Messiah. Red blood and flesh confess Jesus' Lordship, then drop the ball and are baffled by the immensity of that confession. People who are not pointlessly perfect receive an unattainable revelation and then misunderstand and betray the Truth. They foolishly divide and become divisive and yet He makes them one. They stumble and limp and sometimes turn to lesser gods and then are embraced by the One they've abandoned. As Paul says, "We have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God..." and this confession that Jesus is Messiah still changes pebbles into rock and as long as the Church confesses, she will continue to be what is in her genes to become.

We've got pretty good genes. We'll do well to grow into them.

Copyright 1996 by Release Magazine, reproduced with permission

The Communion of Saints
By Rich Mullins

September/October 1996 edition of Release Magazine

 


In one of those especially poignant passages that so frequently and powerfully mark the gospels and charge them with the character of Christ, we encounter Jesus and His twelve in a moment of deep sorrow followed by a great flash of glory. (And does glory ever come except on the heels of sorrow?)

Jesus has just alienated many of His disciples by telling them that they must "eat (His) body" and "drink (His) blood." This directive must have been even more startling to its original audience than to us. They did not hear it through the filter of some 1900 years of systematizing theology contrived to intellectualize and cushion us against the blow of His outrageous command. They hit head on and felt the full force of it and they were repulsed.

Here, Jesus, who was habitually pushing the margin of reason into the realms of faith, crossed the line. Here, He ventured too deeply into the uncharted territory of the kingdom of God, articulated too clearly the good, yet disturbing news of that kingdom, and called for an obedience too radically opposite the reasonable sensibilities of many disciples at that time. He called them to follow too far outside their well-defined comfort lines...and they ran away in disgust or stood paralyzed in terror as Jesus walked on - walked on into the blinding light of the liberating truth He had just spoken.

The twelve stayed with Him - maybe reluctantly, maybe for reasons that they didn't know. But when Jesus asked that heartbreaking question, "Will you also leave Me?" it is Peter - the impetuous apostle - who gives us the secret to the hidden heart of discipleship:

"Where else can we go? You have the words of life!"

Peter may very well have been as perplexed over the point of Jesus' teaching as those who abandoned Him, but he was not confused about the person Jesus. Peter might have misunderstood His methods and mission, but he was certain that Jesus was Messiah. He may have been in the dark about where he was going, but he knew that in Jesus there was light. He may have been scared nearly to death by the demands of discipleship, but he knew that in Jesus there was life. Just before this confession of his dependency on and the sufficiency of Jesus, he had sunk in the storm of intimidating waves and been rescued by the hand of a Master who knew his weakness and the shallowness of his faith (Matthew 14:22- 31).

There is much that we are intimidated by in our walk: doctrines that run counter to our cultures and egos, tasks that seem nearly insurmountable, the weakness of our wills and the seeming severity of God's. We can get lost in the endless debates over the mechanics of Christianity and sink in the despondency of our powerlessness to grasp the mystery of grace, but in the midst of that, we must do what the writer to the Hebrews advised and what Peter did, "Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the Author and Finisher of our faith." It is He who calls us and He who enables. His body is our bread; His blood our drink. He has the words of life.

Copyright 1996 by Release Magazine, reproduced with permission
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Tribute

In Tribute to Rich Mullins

Oct. 21, 1955 – Sept. 19, 1997

On Sept. 19, on a road just outside of Peoria, Ill., a radiant light and life was extinguished. Rich Mullins, an inspired artist and a passionate, tireless witness died instantly in a tragic car accident, ending a life and career that can only be described as legendary.

Though thousands have shed tears over the loss of this visionary musician, underlying the sadness is joy that Rich is finally where he most desired to be, in the presence of God.

Rich was an unassuming star, someone who never craved center-stage. Yet, his God-given gift to put into words and music the deepest emotions of the heart often thrust him into the limelight. Nominated for 12 Dove Awards, Rich turned down the high life of a celebrity and chose instead to take a vow of poverty and live among the Navajo Indians, where he taught music to children.

Some of his most enduring songs are now sung more by others than they were by Rich himself. "Our God is an Awesome God" and "Sing Your Praise to the Lord," and "Step by Step" have become staples of worship for many churches around the country and the world.

While Rich’s soul now lives in eternity, Rich will live on with us through his music. Those who seek to know Rich Mullins have to look no farther than the poignantly honest lyrics of his songs. His songs are soaring praises to a God who has no limits to his love. They are also heart wrenching confessions of a man, like any other, caught in the throes of a sinful nature and a fallen world. His songs bring tears because they give words and shape to the struggles we all face. And they give hope. Because at the end of every confession, Rich returned to the mercy of God and the wonder of his redeeming love.

"Sometimes I think of Abraham
How one star he saw had been lit for me
He was a stranger in this land
And I am that, no less than he
And on this road to righteousness
Sometimes the climb can be so steep
I may falter in my steps
But never beyond your reach"

Rich himself and those who knew him can give the best picture of who he was, so we invite you to share the memories and the inspirations of this great man. For several years Rich wrote articles for Release Magazine, several of which we have included in this tribute. In addition, we have included an article by Reed Arvin, Rich’s friend and producer.

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