Do you remember the quartet from the 1970s, Bread? Led by David Gates, this soft rock band released one chart-topping hit after another: Make It With You, It Don’t Matter to Me, Diary, Baby I’m a-Want You, Lost Without Your Love, etc.
These guys made a career out of mournful, pull-at-the-heartstrings ballads. I know. I bought every album Bread released. Not exactly a bright move for a teen who’d just been dumped by her boyfriend. But I learned something from the experience. Tender lyrics and beautiful orchestration aside, David Gates and company could put me in a blue funk for days. Until I had an epiphany (aka: a “Duh moment.”). For a melancholy like me, “Bread” was toxic.
IBM was right: G.I.-G.O. Computerese for Garbage In, Garbage Out. Not that all Bread tunes are garbage, but sentimental, emotional lyrics dripping with enough sugar to land me in a diabetic coma was a poor choice for me. So I got rid of ’em. Fast.
What about you?
What do you listen to? Watch on TV, the theater, or bring home from Blockbuster? What and who do you tune into? What books do you read? Why?
IBM was right. But the concept didn’t begin in Silicon Valley. God’s Word puts it this way: “Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life.” (Proverbs 4:23, to cite just one verse on the subject.)
When it comes to true Bread, there’s only One.