The quiet was killing me. A lack of any background noise involving crickets, frogs, traffic or even a fan allowed me to hear every bump from the apartment above me. I also heard every strange sound that came from my own dwelling. The roommate wasn’t home yet, so I knew he wasn’t scampering around doing things. I knew that I was alone in my apartment, but still, everything I heard left me with questions.

In order to resolve the problem, I crawled out of bed and stumbled over my furniture, across my room to my computer. I opened itunes and began searching for the perfect nighttime song. I needed something familiar, a song I knew so well that it wouldn’t wake me up. The frequency of this problem led me to create a playlist of music to fall asleep to. It has Everlong from the Foo fighters, My Night with the Prostitute from Marseilles by Beirut (scandalous title, no bad lyrics), Bach, Brahms, and Paper Route’s Last Time . All songs that I’ve listened to so many times that I anticipate every beat and note. I remember the vibrato or lack thereof in each of the fifteen or so songs in this playlist. I know them so well that I can turn them on to cover noise and then forget about them. Other music requires listening, forces me to pay attention to melodies and even the mood and therefore, keeps me awake.

I can’t listen to anything attention-grabbing when I’m playing with words. I get too distracted, so I bust out the same music I listen to when I need to sleep. Most of my “I need to fall asleep now or someone will pay for it or I need to write right now” songs are secular, but I have some Jesus music in there, too. Gungor’s The Earth is Yours frequently comes up as Jesus-centered white noise. This might be kind of a problem.

Christian music has become as consumeristic as the secular world. Actually, it seems that worship music is excessively commercialized. This is neither good nor bad. We have access to new Jesus-songs all the time and I love that but when we listen to them in the car, while we sleep or write, or just any old time, how often does this medium created for the sole purpose (hopefully) of glorifying God and our Savior become static, white noise? Does it inhibit our ability to worship?

This is true of a lot of the elements that Christian culture pushes right now. Can our marketing of books, materials, CDs, DVDs T-shirts and everything else “Godly” make Him too common? I want God’s hand to be seen in everything I do, but at the same time, I don’t want to forget that He’s actively participating in my life because He’s always there. Sometimes, a little bit of distance makes us grateful for the time we have with someone- anyone, including God. That said, I’d never suggest ignoring Him for a day but rather, maybe we need to pull out of our own culturally-induced fog every once in a while and see what happens to our relationship with God.

What do you think?