God created every human being with a built-in surround-sound music system. It resembles the on-hold music you hear when you're waiting to talk to your doctor or the music that wafts through the mall to entice you to buy more.
Whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, let your mind dwell on these things.
Our internal music is composed of the thoughts we think over and over. These include selected memories - maybe something your mom or dad once said to you, a word of encouragement from a teacher or the way you felt when you weren't picked to be on the team or to be someone's friend. As you dwell on these memories, experiences and thoughts, they are recorded on the soundtrack of your mind and play continuously all day long.
Whatever you play on this internal sound system affects everything about you - your attitude, your self-image, your confidence level, your relationships, the way you communicate with others and even your faith.
Each of us gets to determine what music we are going to play. You are the disc jockey, choosing your own theme songs. Doesn't that seem wonderful? We get to pay the music of our choice to accompany us throughout our day. We can choose from every grand sound track, opera or melodious composition ever written!
The reality is that most of us make some very odd musical choices. Some of our tapes and CDs have deep scratches on them. Some are so old, they're like the 78-rpm vinyl records of decades ago - old songs, old experiences that should long have been forgotten or forgiven.
Some people have been playing the same songs repeatedly for years. Do any of these theme songs sound familiar?
"It's my party and I'll cry if I want to..."
"Put your head on my shoulder..."
"What kind of fool am I..."
What have you chosen to be on the sound track of your life?
Think about it. What would a motion picture be without its sound track? Try watching the climactic ending of Jaws with sound turned off. It's ridiculous! All you get is a rubber fish jumping onto a sinking boat.
But turn on the music, and the familiar rhythmic pounding of the arrangement makes your blood curdle, and your heart pumps in cadence with each beat. You begin to perspire when the string section crescendos. And when the horns blast, you take cover!
To this day I steer clear of any body of water for fear that a great white shark may be present! (I live on an island.) I even refuse to take baths in my tub as a direct, dysfunctional result of my moviegoing.
Memories hang on for a long time if you let them. They will play the selections attached to them, giving you feelings of fear or courage, insecurity or assurance.
You are the disc jockey. What is your play list? You get to make the selections, so choose wisely!