Until now, I have never been a fan of Lady Gaga. Her music didn’t appeal to me, and frankly, I couldn’t tell you the name of any of her Pop albums or numbers.
Her actions and clothing were also another turn off. They gave me the impression that she couldn’t really sing and that in lieu of talent, she did the outrageous. That seems to be the formula today. If you can’t dazzle people with a quality voice, go for sex because sex sells. It also gave me the impression that she was self-centered and that she would do anything to maintain popularity and sustain fame and fortune.
My impression of her talents changed when I saw her performance at the Oscars as she sang her tribute to the Sound of Music and Julie Andrews. I heard a talented and well trained voice. More importantly, I saw a woman who appeared to be moved by the audience’s response,
I saw an humble woman. As Julie Andrews made her appearance, Lady Gaga introduced her.
I also watched her do an interview with Tony Bennett on The View. She was very gracious. In the middle of her opening comments, she stopped what she was saying to acknowledge Whoopi Goldberg and the remainder of her comments were about Tony Bennett.
Not only did she lavish accolades on Tony Bennett, she also added that her current success was due to his taking notice of her. He gave her a chance to remake her singing career and she took advantage of it and in my menial opinion, it is serving her well.
I couldn’t but help be reminded of a time in my life when I met a man who put food in my stomach and clothes on my back. He gave me purpose in life and a sense of completeness and taught me to be graceful by showing me grace. His name was Jesus Christ.
When things in my life didn’t work out the way I had hoped, when my word collapsed, when there seemed to be no direction, when everything I had accomplished and achieved seemed worthless, I found that He was there with me every step of the way.
It wasn’t religion or positive thinking or standing in a group of people singing Kumbaya; it was a calming presence with an inexplicable feeling of love that brought peace. That peace, love, and acceptance wasn’t the result of a church ritual or Christian pop psychology or meditation. It came as a result of understanding and accepting God’s grace as explained in the Four Spiritual Laws.
Another thing watching her performance reminded me of. As I watched her sing, on occasion she would extend her arms and there were her tattoos. They didn’t really seem to fit the dress and the Sound of Music, but were a throwback to her earlier life. Accepting Christ didn’t get rid of the mistakes of my past nor did He make me perfect. I still have tattoos of life events that remind me I am not perfect but that God does keep His promises written in the Bible.