When the track gets steep and the beat gets messy, you don't quit - you create rhythm through resistance.
Opposition Is the Hill
Back in high school, I ran cross country. I remember those long courses that looked easy from the start but hid brutal hills halfway through. The flat ground good, but the hill? That's where your body screamed quit. My legs felt like bricks, my lungs caught fire, and my mind whispered, you can't make it.
But here's what I learned: the hill was the real coach. It forced me to dig deep, to find strength I didn't know I had. And life opposition works the same. The "hills" aren't there to break you - they're to shape you.
Opposition Is the Static
In music, nothing messes the vibe faster than static in the headphones. You're trying to catch a flow, but all you hear is background noise. That's what opposition feels like in your spirit - it tries to down out your melody. But here's the truth: static can't cancel the song God placed in you. Every artist knows you don't stop recording because of feedback; you adjust, reset, and keep laying the track.
Finding Your Pace and Rhythm
- Set Your Pace (Cross Country): Don't let opposition rush you or slow you down. Stay steady - your race is your own.
- Stay on Beat (Music): Life tries to throw you off rhythm. Keep your tempo. Protect your sound.
- Lean on Your Team: Just like running squad or a band, you need people who push you forward and remind you of the vision.
- Eyes on the Finish Line: The hill isn't forever, the noise isn't forever. But the reward? Eternal.
The Spiritual Frequency:
What carried me through high school cross country and what carries me now in music is the same thing: faith.
Scripture says:
"Let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith." - Hebrews 12:1-2
Jesus is my Coach and my Producer. He gives me strength for the uphill and clarity in the noise. Where my natural endurance runs out, His Spirit steps in.
Closing Thought
Opposition is part of the process. Every hill I've run and every track I've fought to finish has taught me this: resistance is rhythm in disguise. The struggle doesn't silence me - it sharpens me. The hills push me higher, and the static makes the harmony sweeter.
So I keep running. I keep recording. I keep believing.
Because on the other side of opposition is breakingthrough.
