The Walls Came Tumbling Down

The weeks after John's meeting with the Lord were something to behold. He seemed to have a sense of urgency about him. We spent a great deal of time together praying and reading the Bible. We made a transition from a musical brotherhood to brothers in Christ. It was deeper. It was real and we were excited. John's wife Marilyn was visibly upset with me. She always had a look of disgust when she saw me coming but I shrugged it off. I knew that her time would come and that the Lord would set her free from all that was troubling her. The barriers were there with Marilyn. She was up tight. She was about to explode and one day she did.

I visited Marilyn one day early in the morning. John had not yet gotten out of bed. She was sitting at the kitchen table with her head down when I walked into the room. She wasn't very happy about my arrival. I looked at Marilyn closely and saw that she was staring at the table and so I asked, "Marilyn, what's so interesting about your kitchen table?" She said, "I see a bunch of little Davey Buhls on the table and I want to smash them all to pieces." She went on to say that she was upset with me and that I wasn't the same anymore. She wanted the old Davey Buhl back.

I sat down beside Marilyn and looked her right in the eyes. Her eyes were full of tears. I said, "Marilyn, you are not mad at me." "You are mad because you don't have what I have and you don't have what John has now and the Lord wants to give you that today.""He wants you to give your life over to Him." The Holy Spirit began to shake her very being. Marilyn's head hit the table and she weeped for the longest time. She couldn't even say any words. She was just bawling like a baby. I then ask her, "Are you ready?" The look on her face was so different than the look that I saw when I first came into the room. The walls were tumbling down around Marilyn. All the barriers were being removed. The Holy Spirit was doing a masterful job of preparing her heart. She looked at me like some lost little girl and so I assisted her in prayer. She was guilt ridden over so many things and she let the Lord know. She began to pray on her own and the Spirit touched her deeply. Marilyn was drained completely and yet so at peace. We awoke John from his slumber and we celebrated another new birth. It was time to party and we did. John and Marilyn were now one in Christ.

The gang was starting to grow. John, Marilyn, Jimmie Joe, Norma, Darlene and I became the core of a new community and the Lord orchestrated the whole thing all the way back to Nashville. We knew that God was leading and that we had to follow. We had no idea where He was going with this but we were all so glad to be along for the ride. It was sweet. We couldn't wait to see what was next. We all had great expectations. After all, if the Lord could get through to us, we knew that He could get through to others.

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"Music in the Air"